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John and Sherlock slowly circled the body of what had once been a young man. His name had been Thomas Zaire, they knew, but any other information had not been shared. Thomas had been lean, with a narrow face splashed with freckles. His body was torn violently apart by bullets, knotting his chocolate hair with his own blood, and it looked as if the wounds left behind had been burned with a hot iron.
John knew better, of course.
The bullets, just like with the other four seemingly unconnected murders, were pure silver. Perfect for killing skinwalkers like John.
"It's odd." Sherlock said as John crouched to inspect the wounds, rolling the body on its back in the process. "It's as if the bullets were coated in acid, but acid would not burn the flesh like this."
Sherlock narrowed his eyes, deep in thought.
Lestrade cleared his throat from somewhere in the corner of the alleyway. "Any useful observations, Sherlock?" He asked, eyebrow raised. His lips quirk up. "Or are you going to stand there all night stating the obvious?"
Sherlock replied, in a rather snippy tone, "Young man, late twenties, American, judging by his clothes, but probably permanently moved here with a sister, or female cousin, since the one name in his phone is Sill. No job, and still thinks of himself more of a tourist. Ex-military, and going by his hair cut and body build, most likely Afghanistan. He died running and most likely attempting to jump this rather tall wall."
Not tall for a wolf, thinks John.
"Anything else you need, Detective Inspector?"
"His phone. We need to contact his 'sister or fema'—"
"Sister." Said John, rising from his crouch. "He had a sister named Silver. "
At the odd glances, he elaborates, "Their troop worked with mine, briefly. Sill was his only family left. Was with her all the time. "
He's lying, thought Sherlock.
Standing, John looked at Lestrade. "If it's all right, I would like to notify her myself. Familiar face and all."
"Of course", said Lestrade.
This is just a tiny bit of a rather random idea of mine. If you want me to continue, please review, because I'm not quite sure about it so far.