The rope Moriarty had tied us up in was so scientifically planned out, I have to give credits it was genius, twists of metal, screwed together and really, and I mean really tight!
Lauren leaned over to my left ear and whispered " Isabella, I'm scared! What does he want from us?"
My mind started to work, shake, jiggle... Deduct! With 2 blinks of my eyes my deduction was done!
From the tone of her voice Lauren was trying to get Moriarty to laugh or notice her, Lauren's whisper was more like a quiet talk, anything else , ah yes! Lauren was fisting her right hand, or holding something, fisting+ Moriarty - 14 vs 34 + Lauren is tough - Moriarty snapped someone's neck with 1 hand = No fisting , holding something.
Moriarty walked over to Lauren, my heart started to beat, I do believe it skipped 1 beat. Lauren and Moriarty we're, face to face, my heart beated faster and faster, !!!SMACK!!!! My eyes opened wider like a owl. Lauren gave a yelp! my head turned imminently. Lauren's face was bright red;red like my lips, blood red. On her pale white face accrued a 1 cm cut down her blossom pink lips.
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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...
