Ah. Sherlock, Sherlock, Sherlock. Do you really think you got rid of me? That I would go that easily? If so you'd disappoint me. But I doubt it. After all we are like separated twins. Bounded. Connected. You are me and I am you. I have to admit that I'd have never thought that you'd have the guts to jump…You keep on surprising me after all.
Our reunion gets closer. But I think I owe you some explanation before our next head-to-head, my dear. On that roof I, too, have faked my death. I deserve an Oscar for that, don't I? But let's skip the how. You can easily find out with your precious methods. I know every one of your goings during your « death ». How you managed to destroy my network. A network that took me years to create. Men I personally chose and trained. I even have killed numerous of them just to keep the very best. Greatest countries' armies would die of envy seeing my troop. And you, you would have managed to reduce to dash that all alone, like a big boy in only two years? Come on. If that mission was a success it's only because I allowed it. I've wanted to recruit new members and to fire my men for a while. You only did the dirty work, thank you. Besides, that was fun to see you. You put your very heart and soul into it. I wonder who you were thinking of… John? The poor little John to whom you broke the heart. A man that sacrificed his love life and put his own life more than once in danger and who saved you more than you could count. I saw all the notes you wrote to him without having the courage to post it. They were touching. But know that your dear doggy wasn't alone.
Of course there was Mycroft. That dearest Mycroft. What an incredible big brother! I admit that I, personally, would never have thought of giving all my brother's secrets to his archenemy but hey, I'm just a psychopath… Obviously he kept an eye on the little Johnny but not as a flag of brotherly love. No. Only because of guilt. It's his guilt that makes him watch over you, doesn't it? Since your first overdose in front of him. Am I right? But his conscience, I guess that even the British government must have one, doesn't force him to look at the adrenaline junkie because the nice little sociopath who is his brother asked him to. Mycroft knows a lot of things. Mycroft knows parts of my network. And he didn't decide that it was a good idea to give you all its ramifications. He's not going to confess his wrongs. After all he trained some of them. Yes, you've read perfectly.
Do you remember our little chat at your house in front of a nice cup of tea? We were talking about the point of having an ordinary person to help us getting close to the average. Well know that I have found myself my own pet. I'm sure you would love it. Or you already do. As loyal as formidable. A trained assassin. Calm and prepared. The very best. A must-have.
I'm coming back Sherlock but I never really left with my assistant on your side. I want to tell you this very words before our next confrontation: John Watson is definitely in danger.
