We rode in silence for a while until John broke it.
"So the email from Kirsty. The missing luminous rabbit."
"Kirsty Stapleton, whose mother specializes in genetic manipulation."
"Wait, this Dr. Stapleton is Kirsty's mom?" I asked.
"She made her daughter's rabbit glow in the dark."
"Probably a fluorescent gene. Removed and spliced into the specimen. Simple enough, these days."
"Although, if she's conducting secret experiments on her daughter's rabbit, that begs the question if she's experimenting on something far more dangerous." I stated.
"Precisely."
"To be fair, that is quite a wide field." John pointed out.
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We headed to Henry's house, which upon arrival, we discovered to be a mansion. Sherlock rang the bell, grabbing my hand and itnertwining our fingers. He would never admit this, but it was clear to me that he was doing so to remind Henry to keep his distance because I was spoken for. He opened the door meekly.
"Hi."
"Hi."
"Come in, come in." We walked past him into the house and I smiled, putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Oh, your house is beautiful." I told him, looking around.
"Thank you."
"This is...um...are you, um...rich?" John asked.
"Yeah."
"Right." He led us into the kitchen and offered us a cup of tea which I politely declined. Sherlock was scooping sugar into his as Henry told us about his flash backs.
"There's a couple of words, it's what I keep seeing. Liberty..."
"Liberty?" John repeated, taking out his note pad.
"Liberry...and In. It's just that. Have you finished?" he held up the milk.
"Mhm."
"And Claudia, you're sure you don't want anything." I nodded politely.
"I'm good, thank you." He turned to put the milk away.
"Mean anything to you?" John asked.
"Liberty in Death." I whispered.
"The only true freedom." Sherlock added.
"What now then?" Henry inquired.
"Sherlock's...got a plan?"
"Yes."
"Right."
"We take you back out onto the moor."
"Ok."
"And see if anything attacks you." John and I both gave Sherlock a questioning look.
"You're kidding, right? That's your plan?" I asked.
"At night? You want me to go out there at night?" Henry asked.
"Mhm." I sighed.
"Henry, assuming that we go along with this plan-"
"We will." Sherlock told me.
"We will be right there the entire time. You won't be alone in this." I assured him.
"That's your plan?" John asked. "Brilliant."
"Got any better ideas?"
"That's not a plan." I opened my mouth to speak.
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The Side of The Angels (A Sherlock Holmes Fan-Fiction)
ספרות חובביםClaudia Lestrade has always been described as a perfect angel. She is loved by everyone, favorited by her parents despite her attempts to shift the positivity over to her brother, and she is one of the brightest young minds the world of crime has ev...
