Welp… Just a blabble with more to come!
Intro:
The first time he saw her she was at Angelo's. The second time was at the Yard. The third time was at a crime scene. The last time she had hands smeared in her own blood.
Hamish Watson-Holmes was no ordinary boy. He had been attending crime scenes since he was two months old. The main thing, however, that set him apart from other boys was his intelligence. He had been able to speak with correct grammar and in full sentences since age four, and he had been reading since two. He learned about detective work from his father, but what he really loved was going to work with his papa and observing. He wanted to become the world's best doctor. The only problem was he hated learning from anybody but his parents.
Then one day, Hamish had a new idea. He wanted a sister. Not just any sister, either. He wanted one that wasn't squeamish like all the girls at the school he rarely attended. He wanted a sister who could run around and solve crimes with the rest of the Watson-Holmes'. He never thought he would get his wish. He never believed he would have the wonderful sister of his dreams. But what he least expected was how much pain he a sister could bring, and he never knew what is parents would do to protect the ones they loved.
Before he knew it, everything changed.