Martin Morstan's death garnered little more than a two-column mention in the Times. Few people paid much attention to the passing of an insignificant gambler and drunk. The arrest of his widow for his murder, however, drew a bit more attention. But that may have had as much to do with who his widow was as what she was accused of doing.
  Joan Watson may have snuck into the army to earn the doctor's training the establishment refused her, but more Londoners knew her for her association with Charlotte Holmes, infamous 'consulting detective.' Had she decided to grab a little infamy of her own as a murderess? Were the stories of the couple's tumultuous marriage true? Or was there a much simpler motive behind Morstan's demise?
  Only one person can find the truth in this twisted tale. But is Holmes willing to bury the mysterious hatchet that separated the pair in order to save her friend's neck?