Sherlock's Costumes [Johnlock]

Sherlock's Costumes: The Sadistic Ex

Sherlock's Costumes: The Sadistic Ex

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"A past romantic partner" Sherlock says, breaking the thick silence of the darkened flat.

Lestrade and John are stood behind the detective, watching him work while Sally stood off to one side and comforted the girlfriend of the dead man laying in the middle of the floor.

Sherlock kneels down, rolling his eyes at the sobbing woman and gesturing for Sally to take her out. It was stupid for her to be here, it was just prolonging her pain to make her stay while Sherlock goes through what happened.

Sally leads the woman out, rubbing her back gently and murmuring small comforting things as the woman continues to cry, her make-up running down her face as she makes a poor attempt to wipe away the tears.

John gives Sherlock a warning look when he spots the eye roll. Once the hysterical woman was gone he walks over and kneels too, looking over the body. It didn't take a doctor to see what had killed the man. The large gash in his head was one of two wounds and considering the other was a long scratch down his arm, John was certain it was the dent in his skull that had killed him.

"Blow to the head, looks like a blunt--"

"It was the side of his desk" Sherlock speaks over John, nodding towards the desk behind John. John glances at the piece of furniture before raising an eyebrow.

"How can you tell?" His tone is purely curious, he didn't even seem bothered that Sherlock was correcting him.

Sherlock stands and points at the mans head "Look at his hair, messy, clear sign that someone grabbed the side of his head" Sherlock slides a hand his own hair, gripping at the roots as he paces "and she--"

"She?" Lestrade interrupts.

Sherlock pauses in his movement to glance at the DI. He begins to pace again as he speaks "Yes, the scratch, long manicured fingernails. Did you see his girlfriends hands? Her nails are short where she has the habit of biting them. This scratch is new, you can tell by how it's all puffy and pink, anyway, the girlfriends short nails meaning the scratch couldn't have been caused by her when he came home last night and slid into bed with her. It's unlikely a man has nails that long and that shaped, our murder is a woman, a previous lover of his to be exact. She came in, she had heavy duty boots on" Sherlock points to the indents on the carpet from a pair of boots, traces of mud are left from small boots. Too small to be the victims.

"Again, the girlfriend doesn't have shoes like that. You saw her. She's a stilettos kind of girl. The fact the murderer is a previous lover is obvious from the black lipstick mark on his neck" John checks and sure enough it's there. "Not the girlfriends, her lipstick is bright reds and pinks. His ex came here, broke in, and tried to get back with our victim. He refused and in a fit of anger she took hold of his head and smashed it into the side of the desk"

Sherlock looks at them both, watching as their eyes dart about and see what they previously hadn't.

"Brilliant" John murmurs, grinning at his friend.

Sherlock doesn't reply, simply smirks and allows his ego to absorb the compliment.

"How can you be sure she came here with the intention of getting back with him? She could have preplanned this" Lestrade inquires.

Sherlock sighs, wondering if he'll ever be able to say something and the DI would just understand and fill some gaps independently.

He points towards the bin beside the desk "Chocolates, in the shapes of bats and broken hearts, his Gothic ex brought him those, I doubt his girlfriend would. A note is stuck to the box, 'I still love you', she is clearly an ex lover"