Sherloco in the coco

Chapter 1

Sherlock looked at his watch. 11:39pm precisely. He was waiting for John to come back from his date. Date. What was so important about meeting a woman when there were crimes to be solved? He thought to himself. John had taken Martha to a Caribbean cocktail bar. A cocktail bar! Sherlock was outraged at his choice of venue. Suddenly, the phone rang, it was John.
"Hello?" Sherlock asked, hoping John was coming back.
"Umm... Hi" John stuttered
"What do you require from me?" Sherlock asked.
"Err...well...umm... I can't really explain. I think you should come down here and see for yourself."
Sherlock sighed. What could possibly be so important?
"Alright. I'm on my way."
Sherlock got out of the cab to find the whole bar surrounded by police and ambulances.
"What in the name of..."
"Sherlock!!!" John ran out with a bedraggled Martha trailing behind.
"What happened?"
"You better come inside. Lestrage wants you."