1. Beatrice POV
It was an abnormal London day, taxis rushing around, people scurrying, a couple of murders from here to there, nothing out of the norm. I have been keeping close attention to one man in particular, I haven't figured out his name, but it would make a great cover story. I saw him the other day running around with a short man. Oh, excuse ny unpleasant manners my name is Beatrice, but everyone calls me B the Reporter girl! I have never been the one to make friends, I always found some gossip about them and had to report it! This guy in apartment 221b is strange he is not your normal guy. I snuck into his house earlier, I know what your thinking, what happened to her, I am in jail but don't worry I'll be fine, I think... but while I was in his house I came to three conclusions, he was either a psychopath, consulting detective, or a groomer... Hey don't judge, I am rusty, as you can tell, or I wouldn't be in jail right now.