Watson-Holmes: Consulting Daughters

Chapter 10 - A Steak of Cases

Papa had made dinner and Skye, he, and I were seated eating dinner. Dad swooped up from behind me out of nowhere and tossed my phone next to me onto the table. "Keeps beeping." Dad said as he grabbed a piece of bread from over my shoulder. "Hmmm." Papa said taking a bite of steak and looking at me, with an asking expression. "Nothing important." I mumbled eating a fork full of mashed potatoes. "Mark." Dad said with a weird expression, spinning around flopping into his chair. "Probably bugging me about Friday is all." I stated then eating my steak. "What's Friday?" Papa asked confused. "She's meeting up with him, well if she weren't grounded." Skye said. "A date?" Papa asked in utter shock. "No." I tell him. "Obviously." Dad added.

What would Mark want? I say pushing around my vegetables that I don't really like" I get bad vibes from him" I say not eating any of my vegetables."I don't know he's been just talking to me lately." I say taking another bite. "Be careful, I don't want you with a trouble maker." Papa says in concern and strictness. " M'kay" I tell him finishing my steak.

I was finishing my food and was about to say something until Dads phone vibrated DI Lestrade to Sherlock Holmes: Sherlock! A case a murder case come to the yard immediately bring the girls and John -L

Dad immediately jumped up and shouted "Case!" We all left the table grabbing our coats following the tall man who practically ran out the door. "Come on Papa!" I shouted to him as he was the last one leaving the flat after Skye and myself.

I ran with Mia, Dad and Papa to grab a cab to Scotland Yard we arrived ignoring Donovan and Anderson Lestrade showed us the photos of the crime scene, and off we went. We arrived at the crime scene and I ran over to the body I crouched down observing it mid-teens female, school student hence the uniform I read it Westminster Prep School ugh snob much! I sneered, rich family scalped and stabbed brutally suspicious number 1 on thumb I got up and brushed the dirt from my jeans Elementary! I put up my hands proving my point and walked away.

"Well looks like your case is solved DI." I said following Skye. Dad and Papa looked proud and maybe Papa was more surprised. Lestrade looked flabbergasted, and slowly caught up to Skye asking what had happened.What do you mean Greg? It was a murder I thought that was fairly obvious.I snickered at Skye's remark and Lestrade sighed. "I meant who did it and all that, I know it was a murder." He told her trying to get her to explain the occurrence that had killed the girl.

 I thought about it and shuddered Moriarty did it no one can kill a girl that brutally unless they're a psychopath or mad he's both.He likes it messy he would have blood on his hands and knowing him he will kill again I sighed looking at Lestrade and Mia's clueless faces. "Mori likes to do this stuff, don't be surprised." I said to Lestrade. Dad was in his mind palace probably thinking of ways to stop the consulting criminal. Papa was freaking out a little, because Moriarty had done this to get our attention. Moriarty had a plan for us, even if we didn't realize it yet, or know what was coming.

I listened to what Mia said, what is coming? I asked my voice quavering.Dad replied, "I don't know. And I hate not knowing." Papa nodded and we all began to think and search for more clues.Sherlock's phone buzzed in his pocket notifying a text.

Blocked number to Sherlock Holmes: hay Sherly I see you've found my murder ha-ha!! But Skye solved it a little jealous are we? Well there's more to come!! –JM

Papa told Lestrade to notify us of any new murders, and we all went back to 221B to try and figure out what Moriarty was playing at. "Wonder what Mori wants..." I mumbled to myself in the cab with the rest of the Watson-Holmes family. I listened to Mia's mumble Moriarty wants blood mainly teenage girls my age WHY! I screamed "Probably to scare Dad and Papa, probably to make them worry about us." I told Skye who was really frustrated. it's another one of his stupid "threats" Ahh it INFURIATES ME!!!!

 Arriving back at Baker st

We returned into the house and I went to my room, entering my Mind Forest. I let Papa sit in the living room to use his laptop, and Dad was thinking in his Mind Palace on the couch. I thought of clues and hints to who it could happen to next.