THE BOY WHO WOULD BE KING - Irene, Sherlock and I finally had our chance to drop the disguises and speak, albeit in this holy place. It was clear she planned something, quite what destructive scale would unfold escaped even my imagination. We needed a plan and it was devised, inadvertently by me, during our kitchen fire. Would it be bold enough to work? Boldness had rewarded us thus far I suppose. Part 4 of 5