The Three Garridebs - Part Two

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Olivia here went into an alleyway near Camden Town on Friday the 13th and didn't reappear in any footage on any mobile data mast, on any witness account, anecdotal account, phone call, handheld video, nothing. That is until the 16th Monday morning there she is three miles away. Three days later next to the Thames at Blackfriars Bridge. How's that even possible? Teleportation. I mean you tell me. Did you have any injuries or anything? This here. Pretty severe friction and strains on your wrist. Hand cuffs maybe. Even handcuffs have more forgiving moldings. Table ties I'd say. Shit. Um I'm sorry Olivia. No. Know what? We're not opening a manhole cover. Of course we are. Sorry. Why? To enter one of the many subterranean passageways of London. This one being a riverway that we believe is being utilized for illegal and sinister means. This one being human trafficking. Oh. Where are your captors? I see you. I see you. Oh my god. Hi. Hi. Hi. It's okay. Sure. Cut these ties. Something like that. Is this real? Is this actually happening? It's real. It's real. It's real. You're okay. You're safe. These collections I'm only reminded that mine was once such a source of fulfillment. Now I can't even restart mine. Why don't you? Hm dedication, space. Well you don't have to have some vast stash of fossils. You could just get some really decent ones. Well I was looking at some online postings this morning and there was a clear out sale at a house in Paddington. Let's do it. Holy crap. Is that his house? Yes. Beauty. Indeed. Very unique. It's a Garadeb. A what? A Garadeb. What does that mean? Alexander Garadeb. A rather eccentric art deco architect. Not many of his buildings survived the war. Cookey doorway. Someone that designs a building like this must be a little bit cramped. Don't eat the pigeons. See someone buying me else. Ah another precious collectible being sold off. No choice. Huh? No choice for me for Nathan. Like um what do you mean Nathan? You're being forced out of the house. The government. The government. It's the government you see. Right. You think I'm stupid and I'm not. I don't think it's stupid at all. They need the house right because this spies and the spies will be able to access the top secret telecommunications slice. Run through my property and and and and they want to use that to spy on people. Yeah. You understand that? So the government came to you and what? They made me an offer. Ah a big one? Yes sir. Right 12. It's good for you. Not really though. I've got nowhere else to go like that. I've never not left this house since I was little right. I don't know anywhere else. Huh? In fact, run and get out. Both of you. Out of my house. Get out! Hi again everyone and uh welcome to part two of the Three Gary Debs. Um this. No, no I won't say it because I don't want to scare people so maybe look in the episode description if you're worried about this as I even um um yeah that there is some usual breaking and entering in this episode. Please don't do that. This is part two. Okay. Bye. Poor bloke. You can tell he hasn't left the house. Not at all. Complete. Like moves in touch with reality. Had a brief look in his bathroom. There's no psychiatric prescription drugs in there. There absolutely should be. I tell you having aggressive bouts of psychosis like that is dangerous for him. It's dangerous for his friends. Neighbours. He's right. Sorry what? An article for a North London circular mentions the sale of one of the Three Gary Debs. This one in Houston. Right so. Well he's very isolated. He is screaming in voices. Demands I visit no sooner. Demands that I leave. And yet he is off sound mind when it comes to this. The house is being bought up. Hmm. Yes. Probably just an investor. He said it was the government. He also said he was friends with the pigeon. But why would the government require three Gary Debs style houses dotted over London? You know what we need? What? A nerdy former estate agent. Good idea. Sherlock and Co. Mariana speaking. Hi there. I would like to use your services please. Okay. It'll cost you. Got a query here. Let's hear it. We visited a fellow in a house in Paddington. And he claims that his house and a couple others in London are being purchased forcibly. Would you say Sherlock? That's certainly the energy he gave when discussing it. Forced purchase from the government now they're chucking him out. Okay that sounds kind of weird. Can we prove that? Yes absolutely. Good. How? If the houses weren't on the market and they're not using conventional routes they have to file a CPO. A C3PO? CPO. I'm joking. Compulsory purchase order. That will be available on Goblet UK. Also in local papers and public notices. Right okay he's typing. Anything? No nothing. What about the borough? Yeah if he's confused council with government sure. Nothing in the borough post inside. Could it be like high speed rail or something? He would have had at least two years in advance knowledge. The whole neighborhood would have. Plus Paddington has high speed rail. True. True. Well thank you for your services Sherlock and Co. Our pleasure. So. So not the government after all. Nope. Look how it makes me really angry this shit. Like with that roofer trying to scan my nano at 10 grand. Hey what are you doing? We're going to get off here. No no no why would we do that? Because we're going to have a nice jog down Park Lane. But I want to have a nice jog down Park Lane. Mate. Nearly there Watson. Then we please just call a cab or something. That won't be necessary. Why not? Because we are here. Thank God. No wait down this street. Oh god sake. And we are here. Why are we here? We're in Victoria. Okay great. And look the polished maroon brick that affects the same helix pattern. The protruding windows and the famous pointed dorma. Yeah that's it's just that Nathan's reminds me of a helter skelter slide or like a funky lighthouse something. Yes quite. We have our second Garadeb right here in Victoria. And if we take a little peek in the window. Must we? We have. Nothing. Nothing. Okay so. So I see a Yale lock. I've seen plenty of usage albeit fairly new. Resident parking space again. Quite well worn on the road. Probably a rather weighty electric car judging by the ridges in the tarmac. Windows of this house were clean I'd say. Certainly after the weather turned. So a couple of weeks at the most. Yet no furniture. Stacked up post by the front door and of course no car. What are you doing? Hearing. Nosing. Through the letter box. Right. Looking for someone else? Of course. Doxing. In a sense. Ah here we go. Hello. Yes hello David. Of Bloomfield Estates Limited on Grant Road Victoria. Yes that's me. Well no well I've relocated. Oh no longer in Victoria. No we move near Sir. Can I ask why? Well I've had enough for on our property. Too good to turn down. I see. Who is the new owner? I don't really know. Sorry what is this? You didn't mention the government. No he just took the money because it was good enough. Is this the bit where you tell me the pigeon man was right again? Well he is Watson. We know the one in Houston was sold. This one is clearly sold despite there being no sign. Must have been a private acquisition. Marianna has shown it is clearly not what Nathan has been told. He is being manipulated for his property. And of course Nathan's home faces the same ardent and somewhat impatient purchase as this one clearly did. Yeah. Yeah. The council may not have bought Nathan's house but they do need to get involved. Well he needs aftercare he's vulnerable. Indeed. Someone just buys his house completely fucks with his head plays to his fears and then kicks him out. Let's think Watson. This is a fabled property of the early century modern design as are its brothers in Paddington and Houston all in unaffordable areas of London. Oh completely. So this house should cost I'd say nine ten million nine or ten million probably six or seven for Nathan's eight for Houston. So well in over 20 million pounds in purchases. All for what? Famous buildings like you said. Three Garadabs all bought at the same time. None of them listed all acquired behind closed doors. And in a heavy handed manner these these lot of basically evacuated it immediately. That Houston one was so surprising to residents it got a bloody article and Nathan still seemed shell shocked by his one. What are you thinking? Rather what would you prefer? Which Garadab? I don't know what you mean to live in probably this one. No not to live in to break into. No. That wasn't one of the options. Yes it is it's an option. No see just said it. We're already at this one so I'd say this one Sherlock we can't go into Nathan's he's already distressed enough. No no no we can't go into any of them any of them. Well not right now. Not now not tomorrow not ever. We'll go when it gets dark. Absolutely not. I think we should head to the pub first bit of Dutch courage. There you go fine sir. Thank you dear fellow. That's quite all right nice blended chat. Glad to hear it old boy. Yeah we could do this all day. Cheers. Cheers. What's that? Hmm? On your phone. Oh I'm just doing a little reading on Alexander Garadab. Oh yeah. It would appear in 1933 he ceased designing and building homes. Yeah. But that doesn't make sense. Why not? Because on the land registry files for our remaining three Garadabs they were all greenlit and completed in 1939 and one in 1940. So he quits and pops up these three houses then what? Then he dies of TB in 1944. Okay. The houses seem quite unremarkable. They don't seem to have any particular history other than being conventional residential properties. He didn't build them for for a prince or a dignitary or even for himself for his kin. But for whatever reason he came out of retirement abruptly quickly designed and built these three homes then quit again and died. Look I mean his buildings are weird and kooky. Let the man have a little kook in his personal life. You know he's he's bound to be a little unorthodox Indeed. But it's past certainly doesn't make its present any clearer. Shhh. I am trying to shush but you keep saying shush and it's making me slip. So shush. All right fine. What are you gonna do when you reach the window? You see there right next to the window that is the spot of where some ventilation was once ago. Extractor fan perhaps. It's been sealed with expanding foam. I'm going to pull the foam away reach into what I assume is the bathroom and if my arm reaches I will be able to undo the latch on that window. Good luck. Thanks. Ready? One, two, three. Are you up? Yes. Yes I can hold the helix button brickwork. It sits out a little from the others. You got it? Yes got it. Right now I can balance my way up the helix. Almost like steps. Very similar yes only with just under an inch for each foot somewhat precarious. Okay you're at the window. Yes. Now let me just... Yes the foam is coming away. Reaching in. God. Please please please tell me you can reach. Please please tell me no one is coming. No nobody. Right. It happened. The window popped open. Come on up. No. What? You go in the window just let me in the front door. For goodness sake. Good evening. Get in the bloody house. Will do. Okay wow yeah same layout isn't it? It is indeed a near identical to Nathan's. Growing on me these these houses. Yeah look helix brick pattern continues inside. Yes. Like some sort of helix You've said that already. Sorry a bit tipsy. Right what are we looking for mate? Because that third beer is wearing off and now I'm getting nervous. What do these peculiar structures contain Watson? Why are they so sought after so suddenly? Well it looks like it's been cleaned out of anything particularly valuable mate. Some old screws here on the floor, strands of carpet. Great circular case that'll do wonders for the balance. Still seems totally empty to me. Unlikely given the unusual activity but yes that is the way it seems. Looks like a master bedroom. Garadep was from a family of jewellers. Perhaps such valuables may have been stashed in the... What was that? Shhh. Where's that coming from? Downstairs. What are you talking about? We were just there. Do you think that's a fox or something? No I do not. I fear we may have ourselves an intruder. I think in this instance we are the intruders Sherlock. Let us take a peek shall we? Just look over the sign but do not go down there. Deal. Excellent. What? Who is it? It's a murderer. Oh good a murderer that's a relief. One by one we shall clear the infestation dear Watson and we start with Killian Evans. Oh my what's right there you genius. Come now. Nice you are so good you are just unbelievable. Stop it you. Do you think Moran will show up too? No. Why? Because I don't quite understand it. Killian here has materialised before us. Right. What are you doing? I'm calling the police. You? You are calling the police? That's right. You never do that. Do I not? No. Are you not armed or? No. Don't seem to be. Right. I guess we're going to call the police. They arrest Killian Evans and that's that. That would seem to be that. Yes. Okay then. Metro port and please switch board. Yes hello this is Sherlock Holmes. Alert your specialist crime unit and the CID for Westminster. We have located Killian Evans. Hi this is Gary Linnicka from Goalhangers. The rest is football. This episode is brought to you by Clana. 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Bugger, come with me. To the bathroom that I climbed into. I need to know they have units stationed at the rear exit. Through here. Yep, yep, yep. Okay, let's have a look. Are there officers out there? Not that I can see. Oh okay, well they're probably pretty confident they've got this all sorted. Front door. Come. What are you doing? Checking on our man. Just looking over the banister please. Do not join in. Here they come. There he goes. Bugger it. He's running. Of course he bloody is. Why haven't they covered exit ways for goodness sake? Shut up. Wait. Out of the way. This, this is why I don't call the police. We done my job and there's apparently do not jump out the bathroom window. Do not. Oh, oh god he jumped out the bathroom window. Great, great. Get down here Watson. He'll break out the back kitchen door in no time and we'll cut him off. You want me to jump out the window? Yes, I did. I know. Oh, fine. I'm gonna do it. But one of these days, mate, someone is gonna get really hurt. Oh god I landed on something. My elbow. You landed on someone. Hello there Killian. Feel that. That is the weight of justice bearing down on you. No, that's my ass actually. Oh yeah, all right mate. Fuck off. I don't weigh that much. You're tying it too tight. I'm not. Yes you are. The tie should rest flush around the neck collar. It shouldn't be digging. Look, you're not tying your tie too tight. I'm tying it normally. You're itching and moving around and moaning and it's making the tie tighter. Oh, so it's my fault. I clearly have intentions to strangle myself, do I? Strangle yourself, frame me as the culprit. Cold hands. Warm heart. They're back. Yes, I saw them this morning. The gold finch, shield nest in there. Watch. Spring is here. Spring is here, my friend. Watch, she goes into that hole in the brick at 242. Camden house. Yes, that's 242 Baker Street, opposite. Yes, but if he is named Camden house. They can name it all they want. They ain't selling it, not in this economy. It remains empty. The empty house, but for our little gold finch friends, that's exciting, isn't it? The pitter patter, well, flitter, flutter of tiny wings right across the street. And here comes the rain. Great. Hello. Oh, look at you two smart handsome gentlemen. Oh, thank you. Thank you. You're looking pretty good yourself. You've changed dress, though. Changed my dress. Yeah, last time we went to Buckingham Palace. For the original nighting ceremony? Yeah, I'm not going to go back a month later wearing the same dress. But I'm wearing the same suit. Well, that's different, you're a guy. Promise? Yes, of course, I promise. You look great. Oh, and look at my big handsome knight. Oh, yes. Do I look the part? Yes, you do, sir. The sword is yet to grace my shoulders. Yeah, I know, I know, but I'm just preparing. Oh, Gregson says he can't make it, by the way, but he wants to know how you feel. And he wants to know how the heck you convinced them that they should give you a second chance. Second chance? He caught another murderer. That's what did it. Wasn't it your ass that caught the murderer? My arse flying through the air, yes, yeah. I think my arse is eligible for an MBE, at the very least. I will reply to Gregson. Thank you for the message. There's dance. So, so many messages. Really? Yep. Kitty Winter, she sent a message. Athelney Jones, Grace Dunbar, remember him? Of course. Thor Bridge. I noted them down. So, there was Fiona Oakshot. Oh, and look, she sent a picture of Heather the Goose. Oh, no. I feel ashamed just looking at her. Sorry again, Heather. Oh, God, look at those eyes. She hasn't forgotten. Amanda Meriweather sent a big congratulations, hamper thing. Silas Brown, he messaged. Oh, and Bobby Knophead, sorry, no, Robert Norbertson. He sends his regards via Carol. Of course, she'll be there today. Oh, splendid. Now, I really do feel honored. Mod Bellamy, Greg Cantelmere. It's just so... Like, I must have cried three times this morning. Just, I'm so proud of you. We should all be kneeling before the King. I know. And I appreciate that, and I know how you feel about this kind of thing, but you deserve this, right? Right. Hold that mushy moment. I've got an answer phone message. Oh, okay, but quick, the cab is outside. Yeah, run down. I'll be literally right behind you. You have one new message. They've kicked me out. Anything else? Keep me right out. They took me key, and I got nothing, and no one, and I don't know what to do. I've been camping down the end of the garden, and it's raining now, raining a lot. They ain't been back in there. They're not even using it. They're not even using the house, and I ain't got nowhere to go. You said you'd help, so I'm just, I'm trying, aren't I? I'm trying. It's Nathan. Bye-bye, then. Bye-bye. Oh, for fuck, why haven't they given this guy some support? Just quickly. What are you doing? Do you want to sit in the front or something? No, no, I just quickly need to head over to Paddington. What? For what reason? Because the fuck it, the counts, sorry, I wound up, now, the council, they haven't taken Nathan in, they haven't checked on him, and he's camping in his garden in this bloody weather, because he can't get back into his house. Oh my god. I know, I know, so I'm going to go get him somewhere safe. It's literally a couple of stops. I'll probably be at Buckingham Palace before you. Okay. See you there. In a bit. John Watson. I'm calling on behalf of an elderly gentleman. He's fairly vulnerable. He's recently been the victim of a scam for someone to take his house. Oh god, that's awful. Yeah, yeah, and it would seem he's now somewhat spooked to enter his own property. So what I'm going to do, I'm going to go pick him up now, and I'd like to get him to a nearby health centre if that's possible. Absolutely. I'm going to message you the Paddington one now, and hopefully I'll be able to arrange for a social and wellbeing worker to meet you. Okay, great. Thank you so much. Hello? Hello, Nathan? Nathan? It's me. It's John. I'm just going to go pick him up. Nathan, it's me. It's John. I'm just here to help. This isn't good. Come on. Nathan, can you just let me know you're in there? I can come another time. I just, you said you were in the garden, but I couldn't see you. Hello? Sod it. Oh man. Oh, Nathan. Nathan, everything's fine. You're not in trouble, mate. I just have some people that can sort you out, is all. What's going on? The hell is that? Screaming and voices. He said he was hearing screaming and voices. Hello? Hello? Is anyone up here? Does someone need help? No. No, no. Downstairs. Definitely downstairs. Downstairs. Sorry. Listen, I'm not talking to myself. I'm talking to you. But well, actually, maybe it's a bit of both. This is bloody weird. That is undeniable. He was right. He was, Nathan was hearing these things. He was hearing them because, because they're happening. What the hell? I've looked in every room. He's, he's, it's in the floor. Holy crap, that's a dusty rug. Oh, God. It's okay. It's okay. I'm coming. I'm coming to help. Want shame on me? Fool them twice. Shame on them. You smuggled in a microphone. Oh, I sure did. Finally. Where's the bloody other viewpin? Hey, hey. You look great. Not as good as you, Norhin. Oh, come here. Night of the realm. Not yet. Turn it up late to his own night. Oh, God, above, honestly. We're still technically early. Technically early, Christ. If I were getting night out of camps out the night before, Nadia couldn't make it make. Sorry. But we, where's John? Our thoughts exactly. It is a mystery and not a particularly intriguing one. What were you going to say? I can't. No, not without John here. Oh, what? We got to wait? Yeah. Sorry. Oh, Carol. Carol? Carol. Over here. Wow. This is unbelievable. The staircase has now made way for a tunnel. No water. I'm like one for a few weeks ago. So that's an improvement. But still, I do not like the sound of that. No signal on my phone. Oh, look. No idea how far down I am. I must have done like five or six hundred steps. My knees are killing me. The phone light can literally just pick out the sides of this tunnel. Everything ahead is completely black. It's just, oh, wait. Something underfoot now. It looks like a rail, like a train rail. Very rusted, very old, twisted in places. So things are looking up. I guess I'm not going to get moaned down by the next bakery, Lohan Service. I don't know if I should be happy the distant screams have stopped or concerned. Oh, you should be very concerned. Hello? Hi. I just wanted to check if everything was okay. It is for me. Sorry, could you come a little closer? I can't see you. You wouldn't fucking want to, little man. Little man, that seems a bit provocative. I'm just trying to help me. So everyone is little to me. I've always been a bit on the large side. These tunnels don't make life any easier. But we fucking need them, don't we? Yeah, every time we find a new burrow, there you come, like a clueless ferret tunneling into the den of a viper. You took our fleet to meet and now you find us in the old Gary Dev mail rail. Lucky you. Not many people get to see this, you fortunate fucker. Can you please just come out with wherever you are so we can have a normal conversation and I can help? Well, sounds pleasant, but I don't really have time for that. Oh yeah? So what do you have time for? Fortunately, my payback will be quite brief. Payback? Moran. And so we meet, John. It's a shame you can't pick me out in the darkness. I would have rather liked being the last man you ever see. Hey, just wait a second. Mine's all flash, might light me up, mind? Moran!哎哎哎哎哎哎哎哎哎哎哎哎哎哎哎哎哎哎