Once You, Dr Michael, John and Sherlock walk over to the table that Sebastian was eating at, after arriving at the restaurant.
"It was a threat. That's what the graffiti meant" Sherlock said. Sebastian look between the four of you and said
"I'm in a meeting. Can you make an oppointment with my secretary?" then you put your both hands of your hips and ignore the pain on your right shoulder.
"I don't think this can wait. Sorry, Sebastian. One of your traders, someone who worked in your office, was killed" you said.
"What?" Sebastian ask.
"Van Coon. The police are at his flat." you said to Sebastian, who looks lost for words.
"Killed?" he said, still in shock.
"Sorry to interfere with everyone's digestion. Still wanna make an appoiment? Would, maybe, nine o'clock at Scotland Yard suit?" Sherlock ask sarcastically. Sebastian puts down his glass of water and nervously runs his fingers inside his shirt collar and agrees to talk but he needed to use the restroom first.
Which of course, meant you couldn't be there to listen so you had to stay outside the bathroom doors and wait for Sherlock and John, luckily Dr Michael is here waiting for those two at the bathroom, while you wait Dr Michael said to you.
"What do you see on your imagination when I see your eyes open I notice your breathing is fast so what's wrong?" he ask and you look at him and sigh.
"I see Him dead I dragged him to bed and after that I see in the corner of my mind it's him the Masked man at the balcony staring at me" you said then you shake your head and said "Also the killer that shot Sir Williams is a skillful one he can climb" Dr Michael nodded then he put his hand on your left shoulder and said.
"After this case let's just fix your wound and get some rest" you nodded and you both wait for the boys.
----------in the boys restroom--------
The boys and Sebastian are inside the restroom. Sebastian is washing his hand.
"Harrow; Oxford. Very bright guy. Worked in Asia for a while, so..." Sebastian trail off.
"You gave him the Hong Kong account" John finish the sentence.
"Lost five mill in a single morning; made it all back a week later. Nerves of steel, Eddie had" Sebastian said while he dry his hand on a towel.
"Who'd wanna kill him?" John ask.
"we all make enemies" Sebastian replied.
"You don't all end up with a bullet through your temple" John stated then Sebastian's phones beep a text alert.
"Not usually. 'scuse me" Sebastian said as he get out his phone and look at the message.
"it's my Chairman. The police have been on to him. Apparently they're telling him it was a suicide" Sebastian stated.
"Well, they've got it wrong, Sebastian. He was murdered" Sherlock replied.
"Well, I'm afraid they don't see it like that" Sebastian replied back.
"Seb..." Sherlock said sternly.
"And neither does my boss. I hired you to do a job. Don't get side tracked." Sebastian replied then he walks away. John waits until he has left the room, then turn to Sherlock.
"I thought bankers were all supposed to be heartless bastard" John said.
--------------out side of the restroom-----
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The Empath and The Consultive Detective (Sherlock Fanfiction)
Fanfiction(Y/N) (Y/L/N) is an intelligent empath she used to solve crimes and capture the killer who did this to the victim, she one of the profession former New Scotland Yard for the crime and she can psychoanalyst and deduce some of the people. Then she mee...
