Miss Moriarty is Holmes!

Chapter 13: The soft core in a hard nutshell

(Sherlock's POV)

"What else?"

A case in a spontaneous early morning, you could feel Christmas with these homicides. Such a bliss. Yet Lestrade seems to be confused.

No worries, I'm the consultant and I shall put a light into this matter. If only he would probably stop at what he's doing right now.

He has been changing positions in John's chair. Several times. That I lost my patience completely. "Are you uncomfortable in John's chair or will you tell me the case is all about?" By this he sat calmly and in one place.

"I found a dead man; shot by the neck and lost much blood." Answered he.

"What about this man?"

"He was shot at the back with the same gun that killed the other guy." He begins to demonstrate the seeming fate of the victim. I watch him keenly. He points his back as where the bullet hit,"Before his death, he was given a blow through the head and had a couple of punches. Again, same with the guy."

I stop turning pages at the case of Hannah Poltz, a young girl. I showed him the file."What do you make of this girl?"

He tries to remember it by recent memory. A simple theory would do nice.

"Was left for dead on the bins. No gun wounds nor stab wounds. Scratches and a big blow in the head, I'd say. Though she has one peculiar birthmark."

"The rest?"

"That," he scratch his head, "I made nothing of that. I hope you could."

I closed the file and leaned on my chair. Observing him. "So random cases all at once, for what?" He sighed and raise his shoulders and gave them up."I just thought of combining these five homicides to make it interesting for you."

I'm impressed by his desperation. I smiled. I checked it again.

"You might as well believed that they're all connected somehow?"

"Maybe. I don't know. And don't bother to gather fresh and the simplest details from the bodies. They, er, not fresh anymore."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"I was handling this for a week now. Yet I only came to you just now."

I laughed."You came to me after a week? I could have made it easier and quicker. Show me the body. No matter if it's not fresh or there's maggots in it. I hope Molly didn't drop it just yet."

"I let her hold it up a little longer." We stand together to leave the flat for the work we're about to begin again one piece at a time. I went to grab my scarf, coat, and gloves; my uniform. While Graham straightened his shirt."Oh, and, Ella is not joining. She wants to focus on her work somewhere else." He added before going out of the flat first.

I nod. But not because I understand it.

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(Joan's POV)

"You what??" Shreiks Frailey during the break in our office. I told her about my deal with Bryan, that's why. She didn't quite take it well. I even thought she would get a heart attack the second that shreik came out of her.

"I'm going to play pool with him and kick his butt fair and square."She drops herself on her table with her hand on her forehead. She looked extremely worried."This is bad." She kept saying,"Anything to do with him is a fiasco and disaster."