Chapter 2

Lestrade, Sherlock and John get out of a cab at the end of a cordoned off London Bridge, the Detective Inspector then leads the other two past the police tape and up to the middle of the bridge, where there are people examining the body of a woman and also Sergeant Sally Donovan is finishing up questioning the jogger who first came across the body when she sees Lestrade, Sherlock and John, she sends the jogger over to another office and walks over.

"Why is the freak here, isn't he meant to be locked up?"

"Mr Holmes was called back, to help solve this Moriarty issue that we seem to have"

"That doesn't explain why he's here"

"I am here Sergeant Donovan to sole your case, now move" says Sherlock who barges past her and up to the body where he sees that one of the people examining the body is Molly.

"Everyone away"

All the people begin moving away until Sherlock looks at Molly and says "Not you Molly, I like you"

"You do?"

"Yes, now tell me, what do you know?"

"IC2 female, looks like she's from Brazil, or some other Latin country, found her like this, lying in a pool of blood with a bullet through her head, no sign of a gun, and a note stuffed into her hand".

"A note, what note, where is this note?"

"Here" says Sergeant Donovan, handing Sherlock the note, which has been unscrunched and out in a police bag.

The note reads:

I will be at London Bridge at nine o clock.

G. Dunbar

"G. Dunbar, is that her name?" asks John.

"Nope, now quiet, I'm working"

"You are a right dick sometimes"

"So you've told me" answers Sherlock, which prompts him and John to smile a little at their memories.

Sherlock examines the body, looking at her hair, under her collar and at her nails, also looking at her from different angles and looking at the area around her.

"Anything?" asks Lestrade.

"Not sure, Molly, fax me your preliminary report as soon as possible will you?"

"And then the autopsy report, I know the drill Sherlock"

"Good now come on, back to Baker Street"

"Bye Molly, is what he mean to say"

"John, are you coming?" shouts Sherlock from a little ways down the bridge.

With an exasperated sigh John then follows his friend and Lestrade onto the street where the former is seen hailing a cab.

The three of them walk through the door of 221 Baker Street and see Mrs Hudson come out of her door.

"Ah, there you are, John, Mary took a cab home about 15 minutes ago"

"Thank you Mrs Hudson, see you a bit later"

Upstairs in 221 B, a short while later, Lestrade is stood by the fire place, John is in his chair and Sherlock is pacing.

"Sit down will you, you look like a spare part"

"I'm thinking"

"I noticed, are you going to tell us what about?"

"That woman John, did you not see"

"See what?"

"Oh, how simple your mind must be"

"Oi, get to your point"

"My point, ah yes, the bullet's entry point, at a bit of weird angle for a suicide and the trajectory is way off for someone who was shot in the head, so the questions is, how did she get shot?"

End of Chapter