The beginning of the end. It was the hottest day of the year Sherlock and I was on our way to a new crime scene, Lestrade said it was a murdered teen it was sad to hear that a life was taken so early but it happens Sherlock said he didn't want to take the case he said it was dull it took me half an hour to convince him to take the case it was the worst mistake of my life for it was the last case I would work on with Sherlock Holmes. ( July 18 2016 ) we made it to the crime scene where Lestrade was waiting he said nothing but from the look in his eyes I could tell this was the most horrifying murder he seen in years , we followed Him into the house as we walked though the house I could tell it was well cared for everything was clean with pictures of a happy family as I look at the picture's some more I can't help but feel that I know the teenage boy in the picture. "John please hurry we don't have all day". I could hear Sherlock say. "I'm coming don't get your underwear in a twist". I said . Sherlock just rolled his eyes at what i said. Sherlock bent over the body and started to look him over. "what can you tell us about him"?. Sherlock asked Lestrade. his name was Dean Williams sixteen years old he lived an aaverage life , he did just what every middle class kid dose he played tennis got good grades had lots of friends and was handsome his life prefect. Lestrade explained. I paled as soon as I heard the name I haven't heard that name in years I still feel the guilt of what I did to this day. "He was obviously killed by a shot to the head, he's missing his teeth, lips and eyes all removed after death as you can see his hands was tied up, he was obviously not killed here the killer moved him without a trouble meaning the killer was strung , that's all I can tell from the body I'll know more as soon as you find the g- , Sherlock was interrupted by my phone ringing. "John will you pick up your phone before all lose our hearing". Sherlock said sarcastically. "sorry I'll just be a moment". I said as I pulled out my phone And stepped away from the listening ears. "Hello"?. I asked. "You're a busy man John. the unknown" voice said. "Who are you"?. I asked. "You'll find out soon enough but for now just know the company is watching". the voice said before hanging up. This can't be happening I've gotten rid of this when I left , I feel like I can't breathe. "John are you okay"?. Sherlock asked. "Y-eah I'm fine". I quickly lied. "that was a short call who was it"?. He asked. "Wrong number, I'm not felling well I'm going back to the flat". I said as I heard to the door. "fine see you later". Sherlock said. I exited the house And hailed a cab I need to get ready for a fight of my life because when the company involved there will be trouble.