for discophone

[For the fourth time in as many minutes, Irene Adler pulled out her phone and scrolled through the contacts list. As far as any of them would have heard, she was 'dead' and it was, for the present moment, in her best interests to remain that way. Her reemergence into public life must be delayed until she had the proper leverage.

But becoming untouchable took time, a great deal of it, and connections. At the moment she was short on both. There were plenty of former clients who would be thrilled to see her again, and she was sure she could get something of value if she met with enough of them... The trouble there would be ensuring none of them slipped her name before she was ready. It was, she was forced to admit, simply too risky a play for this stage of the game. Barring that, anyone else she could think of would turn on her in a heartbeat without her insurance.

...All save one. She had made good on the deal after all, even if she'd ruined herself in the process. He enjoyed trouble for trouble's sake and with his backing she could cause a great deal of it. Perhaps this would interest him.

Her finger hovered over the name. Just before the screensaver kicked in, she tapped it and quickly hit 'send new text.']

Let's play again.