Sherlock's daughter.

Truth.

"Vi! Vi!" Josh shook me.
"Uh! What?" I asked.
"I called your name like 6 times," he laughed.
"Sorry. I just. Here wait here I've got to talk to Sherlock, John, and Molly," I spoke.
I walked into the other room where Molly was sitting next to Sherlock with a blanket. It turns out the blood wasn't hers it was his.
"Sherlock. I have to tell you all something. I-I know who Kimly is. He is a Russian Assassin. My mum tried to get me to take self defense classes from him when I was a young girl. It was horrible... he... he wanted me to become his...human weapon.... I went to him twice before I told my mum. Then after she told him we quit, I was home alone and he showed up, he uh he used the secret knock only me and my mum used. I answered and he flew open the door. He said my mum and him had an appointment. I told him she wasn't here. He clutched my arm so hard it....so hard... so hard it bruised. I was so afraid. He held a knife to my throat. I spoke, tacos! And he said what? I said I was microwaving tacos. I remembered my mum saying, sprinkle a specific white powder on someone who was bad's food. So I did and he ate my taco. I promise... I promise I didn't know it was poison. He collapsed.  My mum walked in. She was asking are you ok? What happen? Why is he here? Etc. and I said. I fed him the powder. I knew what he liked. He liked the taco. Then we moved away from London, to the village where all the other retired women like her went.... but I killed him. I thought I killed him," I spoke with tears streaming down my cheeks.
"So if you killed him. Then how is he alive now?" John asked, squeezing my shoulder reassuringly.
Bing!  Molly jumped.
"Molly, it's ok, the blood test is just done," Sherlock spoke.
"Oh," she replied.
John and I looked at each other giving each other the teasing look that meant "sherlock got a girlfriend"
"It is a match for a James Kimly Soloko," he replied.