Until it is solved

Chapter 11

"NO!" Both me and Enola shouted as she shot Tewksbury straight to the heart.

"It's done." Granny said looking at her hands and them at her grandsons body. "It's finally done."

Enola whimpered looking at Tewksbury.

Hot tears were spilling all over my face. No.....

"Tewkesbury!"

We both sobbed.

"Tewkesbury!"

Enola sobbed in his body as I hid my face in his shoulder.

"No!" Enola shouted "Tewkesbury!"

"Wake up." I said shaking his shoulder " this isn't funny. Come one. Wake up, wake up." I said in small pauses not being able to breath.

No...

No!

Suddenly we felt something move

Me and Enola gasped looking as eachother and against Tewksbury.

"Tewkesbury?"

Tewkesbury grunted.

"Be careful." Me and Enola said at the same time.

"I'm not entirely an idiot, you know?"

Metal armor... THAT BOY

The three of us hugged tightly, unwilling to let go of eachother.

Dropping the metal armor that saved him from the gun to the ground Tewksbury said:
"Your time is over."

His grandma already knew that.

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"Lestrade?" Sherlock asked entering a room.
"Lestrade."

The man raised his head

"Ah...

Sherlock Holmes."

Lestrade said nodding

" We meet again." He leaded Sherlock the way. "Please. You've been building quite a reputation for yourself, despite your best efforts - to avoid the press."

"The marquess case." Sherlock said "You need to arrest his grandmother, the Dowager. She's trying to kill him, as she killed his father.."

"Two questions.

How did you arrive at that conclusion?"

"It's a question of divided loyalty and succession.

With the boy dead, the uncle would take the vacant seat in the Lords and stand against the reform bill and the extension of the vote, just as the Dowager wanted.

The boy, I deduce, would not, nor would his father have."

"So why would it not be the uncle himself that did the deed?" Lestrade asked confused

"To the father or the son?"

"Father?"

"His uniform in the press photographs." Sherlock said handing him a newspaper.

"Oh."

"The medals on his chest. He wasn't in the country when the boy's father was killed, - rather serving in the Afghan war."

Lestrade chuckles

"It's always there, the truth."

"Yeah. "You just need to look for it.

"Second question. How did your sister get there before ya?"

"I'm sorry?" Sherlock said shocked.

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"I look fine." Tewksbury said to his mother fixing his suit.

"Don't fuss over him, Caroline." Said Sir Whimbrel

"Please, Mother."

"Oh, can I just..."

"Don't."

"I'm trying to have these men's respect."

"It's quite the style, you know."

"Yes."

"I suppose it sets your face off nicely."

"Your father would be very proud of you.

Congratulations.

You finally look like the nincompoop you were born to be."

I chucked. Kinda reminds me of my family.

Laurie was going to the vote to. So him, Jane, me and Amy were there too. Sadly mother was a little sick to join us.

"Isn't that that girl Enola?" Laurie asked us.

"Go talk to her!" Jane and Amy said.

I waved at Enola and pushed Tewksbury towards her.

The four of us were watching the non official- yet couple form the other side.

"You look good. This is...good."

"The vote is in an hour. It's, um...It's quite the thing."

"I'm not supposed to bow or anything, am I, now that you are whatever you are?" Enola said jokingly.

"Well, arguably, you always had to bow. You just...chose not to."

Amy and Jane facepalemed. I just laughed. Enola is used to him by now. She chucked too. See?

"So, uh, are you safe? He said rubbing the back of his neck. "Are you...Are you...are you comfortable? You're not still living - in that terrible lodgings house, are you?"

"No." She chuckled again. "I used the reward money your mother gave me..."

"Which you reluctantly took."

"And found somewhere new."

"Well, Mother has said that there's, um...there's...
there's always room for you with us."

"Your mother clearly hasn't spent enough time with me.And what if it was I that...asked you to stay? Kiera can tag along too sometimes if you want."

She shook her head "A kind offer, but one I must refuse."

Tewksbury took a deep breath "I...How will I...How...When will I see you again?"

"You're not rid of me yet,Viscount Tewkesbury, Marquess of Basilwether."

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