About the Author: Teel James Glenn has killed hundreds of people—and been killed hundreds of times—on screen, in a forty-year career as a stuntman, fight choreographer, swordmaster, jouster, illustrator, storyteller, bodyguard, actor and haunted house barker. He has two-dozen books in print in a number of different genres and has stories in over a hundred magazines from Weird Tales, Spinetingler, SciFan, Mad, and Fantasy Tales, to Sherlock Holmes Mystery, as well as tales in close to a hundred anthologies.
I began the interview as I began all the others that had come before, with myself sitting comfortably in my favorite over-stuffed chair in my lodgings at 221B Baker Street. I surveyed my notes on the current prospect with keen interest but with some trepidation.
The current need was becoming an all too frequent problem and one that I was considering how to address in a definitive way in the near future. It had become clear to me, of late, there had to be some more permanent solution to the recurring situation but now I had the immediate issue of the need for an immediate replacement so called out, “I’m ready, Mrs. Hudson, please do send the gentleman up.”
The fellow that came up the stairs to the sitting room seemed to be exactly as my informants had stated, for he was the very image we were looking for; a tall, straight man with a high intelligent-looking forehead, a handsome nose and piercing blue eyes.
I could easily see him, when in his cups at the local pub, putting on a deerstalker cap and boasting he was the twin brother of the world’s greatest consulting detective. Exactly as my informants had written me.
“Mister Collins?” I said, rising to extend a hand to him “I am Doctor John Watson.”