Excuses, excuses

Chapter 5

I looked deep into the heart of the graveyard, I remembered back to the day we buried him. I felt angry because he shouldn't have left me all alone. I decided I would walk into the graveyard, I was worried about Mrs Hudson and harry but I just wanted to look at it. It had been covered in dirt and some weeds where growing up it, but it was still its black colour, because it hadn't been long, that thought alone killed me. It was like daggers being plunged into my heart and hurt like nothing else. I had been trying so hard to forget and it worked, a tiny bit, but today I was tempted into reading his name on that stone. Suddenly I got a text, the phone buzzed in my pocket.

The game, is on. JM

I took a look and those initials threw me back a couple steps, Jim Moriarty! But...but I thought he was dead, he killed himself on the roof? What is going on? All I knew is that the game was defiantly

on, and I was going to find my house keeper and my sister.

I ran back out of the cemetery with another thought on my mind, I went to Scotland yard. When I arrived I walked to Lestrades office at a faster pace than normal because I was worried and full of rage. I didn't bother knocking, I just barged in and showed him the text. He got his men on it immediately, unfortunately we didn't have the great sherlock brain with us so we took a while to find clues. It was strange to be here, solving a suspected kidnapping and sherlock wasn't here telling everyone to shut up because it disturbed his trail of thought. We worked for hours trying to find clues on the disappearance, it took us four hours to get to this point.

We had found that a black car had been seen racing through baker street and out of town, it looked suspicious so we got Mycroft, the eyes and the ears of London, to look into it. He looked at the baker street cameras that used to keep an eye on his little brother, and he saw something quite odd, a black car parked outside, then suddenly two ladies came out the front door of 221b. They where carefully

and secretly shoved into the back of the black car, I watched the video with horror as my sister and house keeper were man handled into a dark car and taken, the car sped away. Mycroft managed to get the number plate and sent teams of people looking for the car, it was another 4 hours before we got any leads.

One of Mycroft's men came in through the door, the whispered something into Mycroft's ear, Mycroft turned to me and looked into my blank but scared expression, "we found the car, up by the warehouse". I could of been scared and worried and confused but instead I had to be strong for them. I have been through so much these last couple of years, maybe this was good for me to be on a case, even though it was a case of people I love and care about.

Mycroft got into his own car, I had to take a taxi, I followed behind him. When I got out of the taxi i saw the black car, the night sky was dark and mist was already starting to fall around the empty building...well.