Mycroft Holmes

She recently ended the marriage of a prominent novelist by haveng an affair with both participants separately.

— Let's do deductions. Client left this while I was out, what do you reckon?
— I'm busy.
— Oh, go on, it's been an age.
— I always win.
— Which is why you can't resist.
— I find nothing irresistible in a hat of a well-travelled anxious, sentimental, unfit creature of habit with appalling halitosis. Damn.

— I take it you've stood down the police investigation into the shooting at her house?
— How can we do anything while she has the photographs? Our hands are tied.
— She'd applaud your choice of words.

— No. We'll have to get rid of that.
— "We"?
— He looks ancient. I can't be seen to be wandering around with an old man.

— Don't be alarmed. It's to do with sex.
— Sex doesn't alarm me.
— How would you know?

— I imagine you'd like to sleep on it.
— Thank you, yes.
— Too bad.

— I can put maximum surveillance on her.
— Why bother? You can follow her in Twitter. I believe her user name is the Whip Hand.