And my eyes opened wider, wider than ever before, a creamy figure with black, jelled hair, combed back, a suit with a blue tie, It was Moriarty, The devil himself
Even though Lauren has only been told about Moriarty twice, She had a good idea who he was.
He smiled as he saw what we was wearing, Remeber the clothes we got from primark? (Part 3) We was wearing them! He had not changed at all, Not even 1% "Isabella Holmes and Lauren Watson, What a pleasant surprise!" smirked Moriarty
I gave a scowl of sarcastic delight after hearing his unpleasant voice. His voice felt like the darkness was taking over the light after morning has just broken. Dawn had just risen and twilight had just accrued.
As soon as we knew he grabbed out to our heart beating wrists and dragged us into the cold, the lair of the demon!
He slapped tape around our small innocent mouths, and yanked us towards a chair made of oak wood, tied us up and told us to shut up! I say, Ain't people rude these days?!!?
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Sherlock's Daughter.
FanfictionSherlock's Daughter - Isabella is a brave, young 15 year old.She possesses the intelligence of a detective, which is her dream job. She follows in the footsteps of her Father, Sherlock. Yet what experiences are to come for her and her family? And do...
