Chapter 11 - Plans (UPDATED)

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16th June 2015

It had been 4 months since I told Jim I loved him and had begun dating, everything had been going well. We had been continuing to monitor Sherlock and I had helped him with some of his jobs too. He had told me all about his plans and how they involved me. It was exciting but dangerous as you'd expect. The plan itself was pretty simple, on the first week of July Sherlock will be sent a case, impossible to solve - in order to get him to think straight he will end up taking a supply of drugs - they will be sold to him by me in a disguise. The drugs will contain a tracker so we can see where he is. Through a series of messages we tell Sherlock and John that I am kidnapped and lure them into a separate abandoned building where Jim will give them an ultimatum. 

It was around 5pm after are meticulous plan had been completed. We went downstairs, grabbed some food and watched some TV. 

At around 11pm, a text message pinged up onto my phone. "Miss Charli. There is something you don't know about the person sitting next to you. Meet me tomorrow at 4am, 21 St. Mary's Street.  Don't tell a soul otherwise your soul will be the one in trouble."

17th June 2015:

I arrived at exactly 4am, I don't think I woke Jim up but he'll realise I've been gone at about 6. 

Suddenly a black limo pulled up and out stepped my old friend from collage, Mary. We hugged and chatted about our relationships, then we got onto the main reason I was there. "So the thing is, I know Jim. He helped me for a few years when I was young and had just graduated. I am now in a relationship with a really great guy and am past that, but I did love him as I see you do. He led me on but dumped me when someone else better came along. Don't make the mistake. And also, girl, don't leave your GPS on! You're such an easy target." She said.

I was walking down the road because my house wasn't far when a long black limo pulled up next to me. A well dressed, tall man got out and walked next to me. 

"Miss Charli Mayer I presume?" The man said

"Yes, how did you know my name?" I asked 

"Well I have some contacts, but anyway please join me in the car I need to show you something!" The man said, reluctantly I got in and the car and it drove me and the man to a secret location due to the tinted windows so I couldn't see the outside world pass by.

When we eventually arrived the man led me through a strangely silent building and into a posh, luxurious office and sat down in a big leather chair. I sat in the seat opposite him.

"So Miss Mayer, my name is Mycroft Holmes and I practically am the British Government so I suggest you listen up," He said

"Wait, Holmes, are you related to Sherlock?" I asked

"Sadly yes he is my brother!" He said

Suddenly a silver haired man entered the room practically running "Myc!! I need to talk to you... Oh hello," the man turned to Mycroft "And this is?" He asked 

"Oh I'm Charli Mayer" I said 

"Give me a minute Greg and then I'll be there!" Mycroft said. With that Greg left the room. "Sorry about Greg there he's sweet but he has awful timing!" 

"No problem, so how long have you both been together then?" I asked, he just scowled at me

"Anyway Miss Mayer I need to talk to you!" Mycroft said, "We, and by we I mean the British Government, are aware you have a connection to Mr Jim Moriarty. I am sure someone else must have mentioned it to you but we really do have to convince you not to."

Jim's POV:

It was now 3pm and Charli was nowhere to be found. I had tried calling her, texting her, looking for a note. There was no sign of her. She had just vanished. 

I was getting really worried about her, when my eye caught an object laying on the bedside table. Her locket I gave her on her birthday. She never took it off other than to go to sleep. I looked down and thought that maybe I'd try and see if her GPS was on. Luckily it was. I grabbed my coat and rushed out the door, ignoring to grab an umbrella for the wet and windy London sky above me.

By the time I got to the destination it was 6pm. I walked into the abandoned building and saw something in the shadows. I trod carefully over until I saw it was a man, dressed in a suit and tie but holding Charli's phone. I stepped back but he drew a gun on me. He was quick but I was quicker. I shot him in the leg, hissed, but didn't fall due to the umbrella he was leaning on. 

"Who are you?" I asked. 


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