My name is Enola Holmes. You may remember me. After solving my first case, I started a business. A detective agency. Open and ready for my first clients. I was going to join the pantheon of great Victorian detectives. Detective Field. Mackenzie Macintosh. Sir Alfred Hornblower. And the infamous Reginald Swain. And best of all, I would be joining my brother. I would be his equal. A detective in my own right, worthy of the Holmes name.
