Sherlock's Daughter

Chapter 15

Jessie's POV I lay in my bed, eating dinner that John gave me. I lay there thinking. I still can't wrap my mind around the case. I start to get frustrated. I pick up one of my stuffed animals and throw it across the room. My mind flashes back to the man who stumbled into me. He wasn't walking weirdly first, and he was at least 5 feet away from me, and no cracks or uneven surfaces in the sidewalk. I stand there for a moment. I rush down the hall to my coat hanging by the front door. John looks up from his paper confused. I reach into my jacket pocket. I pull out a piece of paper that the man must of slipped into my pocket. I unfold it my eyes wide with anxiety. "Sherlock!" John yells as he stands up. Daddy runs down the hallway. I ignore them all and read the note. It said, "She said to feed it to her like a dog" -M. I stand there thinking, how do you feed a dog something it doesn't like, stuff it down their throat, what would you stuff down a dogs throat? A pill! Who wrote this note, I have seen this writing before. Daddy had it out on the desk, it was signed....my face suddenly goes numb. "Daddy I know who killed my mother," I say looking up at him and John. "Moriarty," I say. John gasps. I hand Daddy the note and told him the story behind it. We just got to find who the "she" is," I say. We all stand their shocked. "Jessie honey why don't you go to bed," daddy tells me. I head off to my room and lay their still shocked.