Love and Murder (Sherlolly Fan Fiction)

Chapter Three

Chapter Three

Mycroft awoke tied to a chair in his flat. Sitting across from him was Marcus Adams. "Hello Mycroft." He said with a crooked grin. "Sleep well?" He laughed. "Let's get down to business. You know I can't let you send me to jail. And I know if I let you go, you'll keep trying." "So," Mycroft interrupted, "I assume that means you're going to kill me?" "You assume correctly." Marcus sat back and kicked his feet up on the coffee table. "And you know the best part? No one will ever know it was me." "That's where you're wrong." Mycroft grinned. "I happen to know someone who could find you out in a matter of days. maybe even hours." "I see." Marcus tried to hide his concern. "I guess I'll just have to kill him too." "I'd like to see you try."

Marcus stood up and walked over to a table by the window. He opened the briefcase on the table and pulled out a needle and a small vile with thick, clear liquid in it. He walked back to Mycroft and held the vile in front of his face. "Any guesses what it is?" He asked, kneeling down to be face to face with his captive. "I assume it's a poison with which you plan to kill me.." Mycroft said matter-of-factly. "Correct" Marcus slowly started filling th needle with the poison. "More specifically, it's the venom of a rare snake from Iraq. Only one person has ever been killed with this venom. The snake is so rare that, to this day, no one ever knew what killed the guy." He stood, walked around to Mycroft's right side, and lightly pressed the tip of the needle against his arm. "No one, that is, but me. Do you know why, Mr Holmes?" He leaned toward Mycrof's ear and whispered, "Because I killed him." With that he jabbed the needle into Mycroft's arm and stepped back, waiting for the poison to take it's effect.