Chapter 6 - Tea

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Sherlock's P.O.V.:

We soon walked into a restaurant where Sebastian was having dinner with his colleagues.

"It was a threat. That's what the graffiti meant." I said as we approached his table. John and (Y/n) stayed behind me.

"I'm  kinda at a meeting. Can you make an appointment with my secretary?" He said obviously feeling uncomfortable because his colleagues were around.

"I don't think this can wait, sorry Sebastian. One of your traders, someone who works in your office, was killed."

"What?!" Sebastian was shocked, and his colleagues were too.

"Van Coon. The police is already in his flat." John said.

"Killed?!" Sebastian shouted.

"I'm sorry we ruined your dinner. Still want to make an appointment? With, maybe, 9 o'clock at Scotland Yard?" (Y/n) said stepping in front of me and pulling out her I.D. badge. I smirked at her action.
Sebastian immediately got up and led us to the toilet.

"Harrow, Oxford... very bright guy." Sebastian said while washing his hands.
"Worked in Asia for a while, so-"

"You gave him the Hong Kong accounts." John finished for him.

"He lost 5 million in the same morning, but got it all back a week later. He had nerves of steel."

"Who would want to kill him?" John asked.

"We all make enemies." Sebastian stated.

"Yeah, but you don't all end up with a bullet in your head." John said. And he was right. Something was seriously off about this, but lets be honest - I'm enjoying it.

"Not usually." Sebastian said and then his phone rang.
"Excuse me... I just got a text message. Seems like police is telling it was a suicide." He said and glanced at (Y/n).

Her and I both rolled eyes.

"Well, they've got it wrong Sebastian!" I said.

"He was murdered." (Y/n) said.

"Well, I'm afraid they don't see it like that." Sebastian said.

(Y/n) rolled her eyes and I asked:

"So?"

"And neither does my boss. I hired you to do a job! Don't get side-trecked!" With that, he left.

"Well, I assume all the bankers have to be heartless bastards." John said and (Y/n) chuckled.

"It's in job description." She joked and we all laughed a bit.

"Let's go home, shall we?" I asked, and (Y/n) and John nodded.

"Would you like to come for a tea (Y/n)?" John asked her.

"Oh, I don't want to bother you guys."

"Nonsence! Please join us. You will not bother!" I said and smiled.

"In that case, I'm gladly accepting your offer." She said and returned a smile.

We called a cab that took us back to Baker Street, and (Y/n) followed us up in 221B.

(Y/n)'s P.O.V.:

As soon as I walked into 221B I noticed that it was really nice, but rather messy. I loved it! I am pretty messy myself, so it doesn't bother me. Plus, it gives the flat a kind of warmth.

"Make yourself at home." John said and went to the kitchen to make a tea.
Sherlock took his coat off and then helped me with mine.

"Thank you Sherlock." I said, but he stayed silent.

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