The last thing Jamie Watson wants is a rugby scholarship to Sherringford, a Connecticut prep school just an hour away from his estranged father. But that’s not the only complication: Sherringford is also home to Charlotte Holmes, the famous detective’s great-great-great-granddaughter, who has inherited not only Sherlock’s genius but also his volatile temperament. From everything Jamie has heard about Charlotte, it seems safer to admire her from afar.

From the moment they meet, there’s a tense energy between them, and they seem more destined to be rivals than anything else. But when a Sherringford student dies under suspicious circumstances, ripped straight from the most terrifying of the Sherlock Holmes stories, Jamie can no longer afford to keep his distance. Jamie and Charlotte are being framed for murder, and only Charlotte can clear their names. But danger is mounting and nowhere is safe—and the only people they can trust are each other.


As a big fan of the Sherlock stories, when I heard about this book I knew I had to read it. At first, I was really intrigued about the story, and really into the theme of a teenage Holmes. But what I expected was different from what I got. The author presents an anti-social Holmes with her own struggles.
The relationship between Holmes and Watson it seem too forced for me, and making into a love story since the first page didn't make it up to me. I expected a powerful friendship and a great bond between them, and explore more of the typical teenage problems of today's.
As a story of mystery I liked more than I first thought, although I think that the main mystery didn't hook me as much I would have like.
I would recommend this book if you are a Sherlock Holme's fan, but open your mind and read it with another point of view, don't expect the typical Sherlock we are all used to from the books, movies or tv shows.