Kidnapped (Sherlock)

Chapter 3

It's been 2 months on this case and we got more information than were orginaly had. I went on little side cases to cure my boredom but this missing girl case was the best one yet. I like a challenge.

~Your POV~

Last night I tried again. To escape. I tried to get the tracker on my ankle off of me first but I couldn't. George came in the room and saw me. My punishment? Being locked down in the basement in only my undergraments. I shrived in the cold and the dark.

My hands were bonded together and a chain was connected to the collar on my neck. I was weak from the beating and I couldn't move. So I just closed my eyes and laid on the cold ground. My throat burned because he made me drink a glass of vinger.

~Sherlock's POV~

'How are we supposed to know her whereabouts'? I yelled.

'Sherlock'.

'Not now, Lestrade, I'm thinking'.

'Sherlock, we have a lead'. I looked at John. 'Mrs Smith reported seeing the kidnapper in the streets, she took a photo of him and the car'.

'I already run it through the database, we have an address', Lestrade said. I grabbed my coat and went out.

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A team was called to the house and looked around. It was empty. I walked around and found a study room. There, on the wall, was a big map and there was a pin with a picture of a cabin.

'Lestrade, he's not here'!

'Where then'? Lestrade's voice came from behind me. I pointed to the photo.

'He's cabin'.

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When we got there. I saw the exact same car that was in the photo. The door was kicked down and a man was in the kitchen. He was quickly restained.

'You made a mistake going to her neighbourhood', I said.

'Where is she'? Lestrade spat.

'I killed her 5 years ago', he spat back. I narrowed my eyes at him.

'You're lying. By the looks of it you have Lima Syndrome. You made the mistake gaining feelings for your victim'.

'The basement door is locked'.

'Where's the key'? Lestrade spat.

'Choke on my bones', he spat back. John went over and punched him and held his collar.

'You will tell us or that won't be the last punch you'll get'! I rolled my eyes.

'Where's the door? Ever thought of picking it'.

I was lead to the door and began to pick it. It wasn't long before I got it unlocked. I went downstairs and Donoavan shined the torch on a figure.

'Found her'!

'Oh my God', Lestrade said. 'We have to get these off her'.

I stared at the unconsious girl while the others tried to release her. I noticed that she also had a tracker on her ankle. She had many brusies and wounds and scars on her wrists.

'We'll take her back to our flat', I heard John say.

'She can't just go to a strangers flat after being found', Lestrade said.

'Where are you going to put her? In a nice room with a little bed'? John spat back.

'John's right, you don't have a confortable room for her, we'll keep her until she wakes up'.