We didn’t have to wait long to find out. We caught the so-called Mr. Montrue pulling on a pair of high heels over sheer stockings in his room. With a pale brown wig and fake eyelashes, he looked a lot like the dead body we found in London. He tried to pull a gun on us, which prompted me to tackle him. Hard.
There was a bit of a struggle, and we eventually managed to knock him out. The Holmeses took a few minutes to peruse the room – which is apparently to be Mycroft’s old room – and managed to answer the question Mrs. Holmes asked earlier. Mr. and Ms. Montrue, if that’s who they really are, were hoping to get access to a vineyard that Johnson owns in California. Adelpha would meet with him, and Alesso would take over for her on long-distance communication if she weren’t available. It looked like they were succeeding too, with George becoming emotionally attached to his paramour. But it seems to have backfired, because they found paperwork that indicated the sale of Johnson’s vineyard to a partner. It seems he’s decided to stay in Europe to be with Adelpha.
It didn’t satisfy Sherlock.