General Disclaimer

Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock Holmes in the 22nd Century or its characters but the fic is mine.

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*ring* *ring* *ring* *RING*

"ZEDIT!!! WHAT IS WITH THIS STUPID VIDPHONE!!!!!" a very angry Beth Lestrade raged as she began to click the button angered more by what she saw; once again, no active display screen and no way to track down her tormentors.

Suddenly a feminine voice picked up out of the background and gleefully exclaimed, "This is Quell Insurance Inc. and I’m here to offer an exciting new offer on our hovercar insurance at a rate of no less than you can afford. We have great deductibles and ....................."

"I DON’T WANT ANY OF YOUR STUPID INSURANCE! NOW LEAVE ME ALONE AND OFF YOUR CALLING PLAN!!!!!!!"

*CLICK*

As the tired Yardie began to sink into her sofa for relaxing nap, the phone began to ring once more...........

*ring* *ring* *ring* *RING*

"WHAT THE ZED DO YOU WANT!!!????"

No visual once again. This time an older male voice who probably had seen too many years answered. "Now listen here, child. I’m with the Quell Insurance Inc, and I’m here to offer you an exciting new offer on our home insurance at a rate no less than you can afford, sonny. We have nice deductibles and........"

"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO TAKE ME OFF YOUR CALLING PLAN!!!! THIS IS HARASSMENT!!!!!"

"Now, you may have been taken off of one of our branch’s calling plan but each branch contains separate plans. So, are you interested in our nice deductibles and .............."

"LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!!!!"

As she slammed the phone down, pure anger coursed through her veins as her frustration began to mount.........

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Meanwhile, in an alley somewhere within New London, gales of laughter were heard throughout the streets.

Three young teens were crowded around a small payphone as they laughed and giggled hysterically away.

As one beeped instructions, the other two teens began to insert more coins into the pay-vidphone. Before dialing the number, they all took a second to regain control over their laughter and voices before continuing with their evil deed.

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Back at the yardies’ flat.......a vid-phone is heard ringing.....

"If this keeps up much more I’m going to destroy that vidphone! WHY WON’T THIS STUPID SCREEN WORK!?!?!?!?!?" she growled as she slammed her fist on the desk.

A younger, more naïve voice speaks......."This is Quell Insurance Inc. and I’m here to offer you an exciting new offer on our life insurance at a rate no less than you can afford. We have nice deductibles and a plan for everyone! Won’t you buy our insurance plan, miss?"

"Miss?"

"IF YOU DON’T LEAVE ME ALONE I SWEAR I WILL FIND YOU AND GIVE YOU THE MOST PAINFUL DEATH...IMAGINABLE."

.........A dial tone is heard as the teens once again break into fits of laughter..........

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Laughter filling the streets of New London. Not often does one find such occurrences, nowadays. I should know. However, a challenge is at hand and I shall not step down.

"Move aside, Irregulars. And watch a pro," a voice from behind the teens smugly said.

Jumping at the sound, at first the Irregulars looked for an escape but then noticing the mischievous grin on Holmes’ face convinced them they were far from in trouble.

"But Mr. Holmes, we’ve run out of credits to spend." Deidre said solemnly and regretfully.

"Ah, yes. But my allowance is far greater than your own." And with a smug smile and a couple more credits, the number was once again dialed...........

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A vidphone is heard ringing at a certain yardie’s apartment.......