Chapter 12

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Heyyyy okay so back to the story -Luna

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When the boys got back to 221(of the b-wing), they found a stack of pictures and an envelope. Inside were two letters. One for Sherlock. One for John. But of course, they don't know that yet.

"How did they even- John started.

Sherlock looked at him shooting one eyebrow up.

"John these boys are blackmailing us. Do you really think they can't open a door?" Sherlock commented flatly.

"Whatever. Pass me the envelope, will 'ya?"

Sherlock grabbed the envelope and handed to John. He then sat in his armchair. John sat in his and stared at the paper in his hands.

"There's one for you." John said.

Sherlock had his eyes closed, but they opened widely as the words came out of Johns mouth.

John held it out in front of Sherlock and grabbed the other. What the letters said were simple, really. It was like an instruction manual for a game. But this was a dangerous game the boys were playing.

Dear Sherlock,

Hah! did you like the photographs? Ah, you too are so adorable. Two peas in a pod! Anyways, if you want your pet safe from his daddy, I can.... compromise (so to speak).

Let's play a game. Not just any. I have a murder you can solve. An old friend of mine was on the swim team. His name? Carl Powers. You need to figure out how little Carl died.

Unless, you want to find Johnny-boy getting hurt. Poor kid. I wish I found him first. Maybe I'll steal him on of these days. I do like light hair.

Toodles! -JM

Dear Johnny,

My, my, my, someone's getting lucky! I hope you make good use of your relationship. He does like to get bored after a while with his pets. Because that's all you are, Johnny. A pet. A plaything. Something to pass the time. He will get bored. And when he does, well, he will be a great addition to the team.

All you are John is a pawn. We tell you what to do, and you do it. We will meet. Not personally, we will steal voices. You will know its us though. We have all you contacts John. Harry's, Clara's and you Dad's. We have his number right here, and there is nothing that will stop us from calling it.

Well, there is one way. After rugby tomorrow, stay in the lockers. We will, have a little chat. Can't wait to see you.

Good day-SB & CAM.

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