Four Racehorses

Chapter Four

"It's bigger than I thought it would be," Watson said.

"Be quiet," Sherlock ordered "Watson and I are going to enter around the back and you're going to stay here and keep watch in case anyone comes. OK?

"Yep," Arthur and Watson said in sync.

Sherlock and Watson crept to the back door, it was a tall oak door with shiny gold hinges and handles. 

"There he is" Sherlock whispered "He's on the phone."

"I'll get you the money, I just need more time. You can't tell anyone, I need to flog the horses and then you can have your money. Please don't tell anyone!" Seddon pleaded

"Flog the horses eh?" Sherlock said walking in, Watson following at his heels.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Seddon said nervously. 

"Someone knows your secret and they're black mailing you, so you stole the horses to pay them off." 

"What are you talking about? You came striding in here, thinking that you own the place, you're lucky I haven't called the police," Seddon hissed.

"don't worry they're already here," chirped Watson.

"Why are you being blackmailed?" Sherlock questioned

"I'm not, even if I was what's it to you?" Seddon said defensively.

"I might be able to help you." 

Then in walked another man, he was quite short with long black hair and bruises all over his faced.

"Seddon," he said in a husky voice "I need the money! I guess you are here to buy the horses," he said to Sherlock and Watson.

"No, we're here to take back the stolen horses and who might you be?" Sherlock asked.

"I'm Fletcher Freeman," 

"Why does Seddon owe you money?"

"I guess it's time the truth came out," Fletcher sighed

"Fletch, please, I'll go down, I only told you, I thought I could trust you, I was young." Seddon begged

"Yes you were young, however you knew exactly what you were doing. Well, when Seddon was eleven years old he killed his parents!"

"What?" Sherlock and Watson said.

"It's true," Seddon said calmly. "And Fletcher was the only one that I told, but now he's in gambling debts and was threatening to tell the police about it, that's why I stole the horses, to pay him off,"

"You're under arrest!" Sherlock and Watson yelled

"Fletcher you're under arrest for  black mail and Seddon you're under arrest for murder and theft, just tell us where the horses are!" yelled Watson.

"OK, OK they're in the field with the red gate," said Seddon honestly.