Zhang Heng and Holmes got to the church as quickly as they could. The rusty brass lock on the door wasn't about to stop them from getting in. Holmes struck the lock with his cane with oomph and hurrah, only to find the stubborn old thing not budging an inch.
Defeated, he stepped aside and watched as Zhang Heng pulled out his revolver, firing a deafening shot at the lock. The two then ran into the church.
As was the case with Father Jacob's residence, there was no one here. Moonlight poured through the stained-glass windows and lit up the pews with a kaleidoscope of colors, creating an atmosphere of enigmatic tranquility and stillness.
"Find an entrance," Holmes instructed Zhang Heng before the pair split up.
...
Irene Adler, now underground, heard the movement above her. She struggled, twisting and squirming hard, but her hands and feet were tightly bound. Gagged with a piece of cloth, the only sound she could manage was a muffled whine.
