enola holmes · victorian era · detective · intelligent · independent · martial arts · strong-willed · mystery · female lead · british
Steam hissed from the cafe urns as Enola, Sherlock, and Mycroft sat in tense silence. Enola broke the quiet, her eyes sharp. 'What was Neveah like? Why is she missing?' Mycroft stiffened. 'Let's not talk of her. Three years is enough.' Enola persisted. 'Was she kind? A rebel?' She paused, a realization dawning. 'Neveah is heaven backwards. Mom said heaven is where one runs. Heaven is in London now.'