The recent article posted in the Evening Standard is nothing more than sensational journalism, full of overblown exaggerations and needless conjecture that everyone is at risk of being attacked by their next door neighbour or the milkman.
The recent trio of murders that have been discovered so far do not mean that the city of London is under siege. To say such a thing, like The Evening Standard, is frankly ridiculous. While the city is advised to adhere to the general precautions it usually takes, we suggest no further procedures at this time. We currently have several leads on the case that will be investigated fully.
This is the Yard’s official statement and may be used in further publication so long as it is not modified, misquoted, edited, or changed in any way.
For further details, please address comments/questions/concerns to Detective Sergeant Sally Donovan, Scotland Yard.
Movement on Case#4835906, suspect may be moving out of the city via the underground. Position units at all exits pending further advisory.
This isn’t a drill gents - don’t let this go to pot.
Katarina Ferguson was reported missing six months ago from Southwark. The missing woman is described as being 5”4, 9 stone, with long brown hair and brown eyes, age 32.
We have recently analyzed several different bits of information and have reason to believe she may be in the Camden area. If you see a woman who fits this description, please notify authorities immediately.
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No, he isn’t, not at the moment. He’s off gallivanting about town I expect.
I’ve finally found the time to post something. Work has been rather busy, and I do believe there were a couple instances of sulking from Gregory, between John’s photograph of Gladstone and Mummy’s post about her new stray. He’s been rather difficult to keep from running off to crime scenes as well, but fortunately, there have been no further injuries thus far.
You know I adore you, darling, but if you continue this way, do know that I might turn a blind eye when Sergeant Donovan decides to handcuff you to your desk. We are only concerned for your health.
And for the record, yes, Sherlock and I have begun speaking again.
All due respect Mr. Holmes-Lestrade, but it does make it rather more difficult to catch him when you’ve given him advance notice, right?
Good lord, where did the lot of you new followers come from? Well, cheers, at least.
I hope you’ll find this blogging site a useful liaison to Scotland Yard. We’re here to help you, so don’t hesitate to contact us should you need help or have tips.
That’s absolutely ridiculous.
Honestly, you anons just spout total nonsense, don’t you? I don’t think I need to comment any further than that.
Cheers, mate. Thanks for the info. The department seemed to think the doc was a dead end, but… we’ll look into it.
You know where to find us.
I’m going to ignore the slight at the end of that just because there’s not enough bad behaviour in the world to make me flip after finally getting a coffee. It’s been a long weekend.
Everyone knows someone who rubs them the wrong way, yeah? Normally you don’t also get stuck working with them when they’re not employed by your boss. I am an officer of the law and seeing bad behaviour get rewarded doesn’t sit well with me. There’s none of this ends justifying means. That’s how criminal get started.
I didn’t dislike Sherlock Holmes when I met him initially. Like you, I assumed he had peoples’ better interests at heart. And, I suppose, he does… so long as there’s an interesting enough puzzle behind it. He is not a man most people can befriend, nor is he a man most people love.
There is something broken there, between us and him. He is not my friend, and he is not your friend, either. I respect the man, but that doesn’t mean I trust him. A large part of my job comes in asking questions, being suspicious, keeping my eyes and ears open. It makes me a damn good officer not to just automatically agree with every Tom, Dick and Harry I meet. Sherlock Holmes is no different from them.