Justice - Dr Sheppard x Hercule Poirot

Poirot's padded finger skims along my mugshot as he utters, "this photo doesn't do you justice."

Dr Sheppard regards him carefully, a smirk playing upon his visage as he speaks , "Only you are capable of justice, Poirot."

Hercule Poirot's breath hitches before panting and wagging his tail like a dog in heat, an unreadable expression taking over his features while the cool visitor window pane seperating the two of them becomes misty.

Before the doctor could place his hand on the glass to gauge his reaction, Poirot drops the phone, adjusts his tie and leaves, his gaze avoiding that of Dr Sheppard as he does so.

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After being resurrected by a Belgian spell and summoning ritual conducted by Poirot in the city of Charleroi, Dr Sheppard is paying for his actions.

Soon enough, Poirot's daily visits to Sheppard's prison become the highlight of his day, and when the two get to know eachother, their relationship blossoms into an undeniable attraction.

Loosely based on events in The Murder of Roger Ackroyd, but my story is better !

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coming soon xxx