I threw my hair behind my shoulder and looked at my outfit.I was wearing a grey Beetles t shirt, a blue and red flannel, black jeans, and my black leather Dr Martens. I grabbed my leather messenger bag that had all my school supplies and ran downstairs. My dad and Sherlock were sitting at the table, my dad was eating and Sherlock was dissecting a hand.

"Morning." I chirped. My dad looked up from his newspaper.

"Well you're happy this morning. Have you come to terms with the fact you are going to school." Sherlock looked up at me.

"You could say that…" I grabbed an apple from the counter. "So, what are the big plans today?" Dad gave me a suspicious look. "What? You're sending me off to a prestigious private school in the centre of London. I'm going to be bored."

"We have a murder to investigate. We believe it's the work of a serial killer." I nodded.

"Interesting." My dad sighed and set his paper down.

"I managed to find the only private school without a uniform, you're welcome."

"Thanks for that, well I have to fly, don't want to be late for Overthrone." I ran out the door and outside. I hid behind a trash bin until the men stepped out of the apartment. They hailed a cab and stepped inside. As they drove off my phone buzzed. I took out of my boot and looked at the text.

7:04- The address is 1344 North Ave Central London 87478. Dont be late.

-SH

I smiled and hailed a cab. After we arrived I told him to let me off around the corner and I walked until I saw the flashing lights. I ducked under the tape and hurried off. I looked around and saw a couple of bins, I ran and ducked under. Sherlock and my dad were standing over the body. I looked over in the corner and saw somthing silver, a cell phone. I pulled out my iphone and called Sherlock. He stepped away from my father and answered the call.

"What?"

"Over by that broken window there's a cell phone laying on the ground. It might have been thrown through."

"Good work." He ended the call and walked over to the window.

He picked up the phone and examined it. I leaned over to see him when both the bins toppled over. I tried to hide under the bins when I heard my dad's voice.

"Amelia Marie Watson what the HELL are you doing?" I stood up and looked around.

"Um, hi dad." I smiled lightly.