“Shh!”, I objected, “I am just about there.” And indeed, the door swung open. I rifled the contents and pulled out a large metal box. It had lock on it that I cut using a heavy metal clipper which we had brought. I had just confirmed the object that was enclosed in the box was that which we came for, when an old distinguished bearded man cautiously opened the door to the lab and peeked around. Roberto’s loud complaint had apparently disturbed the owner who had been reading in the library down the hallway. It had been Roberto’s duty to insure a clear downstairs as I worked the laboratory door lock. I hadn’t noticed the library light because the full moon had shone down the hallway, obscuring the slight light coming from under the library door into the hallway. Roberto gave him a vicious blow to the back of his head with a sap. Then ruthlessly hit him again after he had fallen. “Why did you hit him when he was down?” I asked. “The Professor said to make sure…” not feeling the need to specify sure of what. I now believe half of our mission was to recover the meteor and the other half to terminate the scientist that knew of its possible value. Had the homeowner not incautiously investigated the noise, he would have been dealt with later. After we hurriedly left the premises, Roberto yanked the box from my grasp and told me. “I will take that now. You have done your work.” We split up as had been previously arranged, and I do not know what has become of our plunder. When I discreetly inquired later that week when I tried to report the activity, I was told I did fine, do not ask anymore about the job. In fact, the death of the prominent Nobel Prize winning scientist was creating more heat than they expected. They informed me they wanted to move me to Prussia where the agency had more work for me and would get me out of country. This will work to my advantage I am sure, for I think I need to work myself into the good graces of the Professor, and he apparently stages out of a location in Germany. I am not comfortable with my felonious work that caused the death of a great man, but it happened and I believed that secured my position in the agency. I understand there is a major lab the Professor helms somewhere in Germany. I think that is where they are sending me. I will report more as I learn more. I don’t know when that will be because I will have to go deep into my cover so close to the source of the project. I have turned over handling the affairs of my own agents, as I do not want to jeopardize them or myself with unwarranted contacts. I will find a way to pass information when I have important enough data and when I can contrive a method to transfer it that is safe.” There was accompanied copies of the HMS Dreadnought information, as well as papers that had been copied from the package obtained from the French munitions worker before they were turned over to Krupp. The expert appraisal that was attached to the report did not find anything extraordinary, but were amazed at the extent of the naval data so indirectly put together. Mycroft had been observing me go through the reports. “I do not know what significance the meteor has,” he surmised my first question. “We have discretely worked with Dr. Becquerel's associates. We believe the meteor contained an exceptionally rich type of uranium. It was considerably heavier than what had been found in the samples from known uranium mines. I am not really qualified to discuss what importance that distinction has. We do not know what use it can be employed for. This element is such a new discovery, worldwide, scientists are just beginning to ascertain properties that we are barely cognizant of. “What could the Professor learn from his correspondence with our English scientists?” I asked. “I can only construe that it must be some new weapon that is being developed that reaches the limits of our current scientific understanding. I have been informed that Professor Moriarty has written the book The Dynamics of an Asteroid,; a book which soars to such lofty heights of pure mathematics that few of even the most learnered scientist in the subject can comprehend its ramifications. “Is it conceivable the Professor is attempting to develop a contraption that can call down astrological bodies upon our war ships? That is too much of a stretch of our scientific accomplishments.” “We are not sufficiently properly educated, Sherlock, neither one of us, to project what possible ramifications there are to this development.” He was correct. I could read people and deduce ordinary uses and events from commonly seen, but unobserved data by most of my fellows. I could work marvelous discoveries with unknown stains and poisons. The truly technical knowledge of the higher sciences was beyond my expertise. “So,” I inferred from our ineptitude and helplessness, “We sit back and wait for Scotland Yard to provide a lead to any possible Robert Catesby English expedition?”