Watson-Holmes: Consulting Daughters

Chapter - 11 - The Mistake of a Murder.

The rest of the week went by slowly there were 3 more murders we were all contacted my Moriarty of course,  and soon Friday rolled by and Mia and I were meeting Mark again.Papa insisted on dropping us off at the cafe, the murders had worried him just as Moriarty had wanted. He watched us enter and saw Mark give me a small hug as a welcome before walking back to Baker Street. I sat down and Mark had already gotten us both drinks like last time.

I followed Mia inside the cafe still getting bad vibes from Mark we took our seats and I started drinking the drink mark brought me.We spoke about school and things, though I noticed Mark had a more nervous manner about him today, I dismissed it though. And soon enough it had gotten pretty late, and Skye and I had finished our drinks.

It was getting late and we had finished our drinks and papa was waiting outside to pick us up we stood up and grabbed our coats and went outside bidding farewell to mark.We said goodbye to Mark, and Papa walked us back home. We entered the flat and Dad was pacing about with things thrown askew across the house while he was thinking about all the murders.

I mouthed to papa mind palace?Papa nodded so Skye and I kept quiet as I put my coat on the hanger and pulled off my boots. I went into the kitchen to search under the clutter for my sketchbook.I was sketching Dad as he paced around the room in thought. And noticed my phone go off, it was from Mark "You mind coming to meet me? I wanted to tell you something, but chickened out." I looked at the text weirdly. "Hey Skye, I know you just got back, but you mind coming with me, I forgot something." I pulled on a coat once again, and thankfully Dad was too busy to notice what was happening.

I nodded and followed Mia out back to the café.Mark looked really nervous, and he walked back out the door with us, down a less crowded street. "I thought it'd be better if I told you somewhere more private." He explained and Skye and I followed him to a more empty area, with large factory warehouse along the streets with not many homes around. "Mind if we have a moment?” He gestured between him and I, and I looked at him confused, as he said that to Skye.

I.uh umm sure I said uneasily and nervous and walked away this is really really weird I said worrying about my sister a ding went off in my pocket notifying a text.

22134567 To: Skylar

Hello Skylar it's Mark um just wondering if you could meet me at the old Arnott’s biscuits warehouse? I'll meet you there

-Mark

I put my phone away and stuck mr hand out to catch a cab one came right away so I hopped in and said the old Arnott’s Warehouse please. I couldn't help but worry about my sister but she knew that Mia can look after herself, I soon arrived at the warehouse and walked inside in the centre of it she could see Moriarty! WHAT DO YOU WANT JIM! I asked him frustrated.

"I ummm, just wanted to be alone so I uhh..." Mark stuttered completely nervous. "So?" I asked tilting my head in confusion. "So I could ask you out." I looked at him shocked as he pulled out a flower from his pocket. "You want, to go out, with me?" I asked insanely confused, my mind jumping around looking to piece everything together.

"Hello dearie, so good to see you, and I am truly sorry this will be the last time you visit." I say, fake pouting at the little blonde girl. "My my darling, come here you pretty girl. I'm just going to hurt you." I say in a sing song voice, with a large smirk and a knife pointed at her accusingly.No!! No this isn't real I started to cry and ran for the door you... you SPIDER!

(Warning: torture scene ahead if you are sensitive to this do not read this part till you see this *****

If you are not proceed ahead)

"Tsk tsk tsk, of course its real darling, Sebby my boy, could you get them to tie her up for me?" I said looking over to Moran with a fake smile. They proceeded to tie her down in a chair and bind her with duct tape. "Thank you. Now shall we begin?" I ask pulling my knife along her cheek, creating a large spilling of blood.I felt the sharp pain in my cheek that was wet with blood I kept strong I will not cry I thought. Why torture me when you know you want to kill me I say trying to bargain with the psychopath.Oh darling, I'm going to kill you, don't you worry! Just having some fun first, I'm not normally the one getting my hands dirty." I smile and move the knife dragging it all the way down her neck to her shoulder, before digging in deeper there and slicing down her entire arm.