The next day at 9:00 AM, Holmes explains that he didn't need to wake Watson. They're free until 4:22 PM. Overnight, Holmes considered Kleinfelter's options, the best of which is to get to foreign soil via private air travel. Holmes has been cooking breakfast over the fire, which I believe he learned to do in one of those British Public Schools. Holmes says that Jormungandr is the third child of Loki and Angrboda. It's the giant serpent that swallowed its own tail. Holmes says it's Darragh O'Connor, who sold a piece of software called Ouroboros and made a billion dollars, which he then spent pursuing the cause of Freedom of Information. And his private jet will be landing this afternoon before heading out to Venezuela. Sounds good!
Gregson, Holmes, and Watson are watching the airfield. Holmes decides Kleinfelter is the driver, and the police swoop in. Gregson arrests Kleinfelter. And Kleinfelter says that if he doesn't get on the plane, fourteen innocent people will die. He directs Holmes to his bag, where there's an envelope. It's a dossier about Farouq Hassad. He's a spy in Morocco, and if Kleinfelter gets arrested, their names will go public. He says they won't all get to safety. Gregson checks the phone number, and it is, indeed, answered by the section chief or whatever the boss spy is called. Watson warns Kleinfelter that they'll prove he killed Vanessa Hiskie, and he gets on the plane.
The plane flies away, and Holmes fumes. Watson asks if they could tie Kleinfelter to the murder, would that stop Venezuela from granting him asylum? Because she stole his watch when she warned him. And it might have skin cells on it, which would let them prove he killed Vanessa Hiskie. Bell is willing to go along with it (although Holmes says they'll have to be "creative" about how they got the watch), but what about the fourteen spies? Well, Holmes plans to find all of them before they drop the hammer on Kleinfelter. He's got nine hours to work with. He decides he needs a backgammon board so he can go talk to their client. Oh yeah! Mueller! I remember him now!
Redding Enterprises. "Mueller" walks into his office and is greeted by Holmes, who calls him Elliot Honeycutt. Honeycutt is understandably a bit thrown by this, even though Holmes really did bring a backgammon board. Holmes briefs him on Kleinfelter's current whereabouts and the murder he's tied to and the fourteen clandestine operatives. Honeycutt didn't tell his bosses that Kleinfelter had those names. Holmes suggests that he release those names to the government, who can then protect them before arresting Kleinfelter. That'll be suicide for Redding, which means the board would never agree. But Holmes doesn't see that the board needs to get involved. He's confident that Honeycutt knows what it means to serve, and he won't leave those fourteen men and women to their fates. When he leaves, he's going to have Kleinfelter arrested. Honeycutt thinks he's bluffing, but he doesn't seem to be: "I've told you what needs to happen. Those souls won't be on my conscience. Your turn, Mr. Honeycutt."