ok, so i used my name as the murdered girl, shhh its kinda fun ;D

enjoy!

Body

"I'll need anything you've got Sherlock, and quickly" Lestrade said with less enthusiasm than usual. His eyes were rimmed with purple sleep deprived bruises and his face had one too many days worth of scruff. It could be the long days that this case has caused him, going on two weeks.

Sherlock looked him up and down and then to the body lying in the street. It is however, more likely that his state has to do with the 5th 18 year old girl murdered in relation to said case.

"Give me a moment Lestrade, I've only been on the scene for a moment" Sherlock said cuttingly. Lestrade just sighed and walked away. Sherlock again directed his attention to the young girl.

American

White

Overweight

Vocal performer

Strangled

Brunette

The details swam around in his mind as he looked from her face to her nails and back to the state of her clothing.

"She not from around here?" John chimed in, Sherlock looked in his direction.

"No, American. Like the rest." John nodded and knelt down closer to her and pulled back the hair at her neck. Her neck had long finger-like markings that indicated the man and grabbed her around the throat. And squeezed.

Sherlock turned back and scanned the rest of the scene.

"alright Sherlock, lay it on me" came the voice from behind him. Uncharacteristically, Sherlock jumped and turned. Eyes wide, he coughed to cover up his moment of weakness.

Either Lestrade didn't notice or didn't care for he ignored this and just stared at Sherlock, waiting.

"ah yes," Sherlock said, tightening his scarf. "She's American. Obvious by her brand of clothing. Walmart quality, you can see the tag in her jacket. She's young, 18. So she was probably here on holiday with her friends. Possibly a last hurrah before college in the fall. Clearly she already fits the mold of our serial killer. She studied voice in high school. Though it is only slightly chilly, there is a scarf lying next to her body, which I'm assuming she has tightly around her throat. There is a bottle of water in her bag, and a book on soprano folk songs. So, maybe she is visiting on business, more successful than originally thought. Now, for a singer, an attack on the throat is particularly insulting. And we know that the killer has killed his last 4 victims in different ways. This could indicate that he gets a chance to know them and as an extra thrill, he kills them in the most insulting way possible. The angle that the marks on her neck lay, it can be deduced that the killer grabbed her while she was standing and threw her down on the ground after she had stopped breathing." Sherlock actually paused here and rubbed his eyes. "What was her name?" he asked Lestrade, who blinked and seemed to be only half following Sherlock.

"Um, Valerie. Her name was Valerie Radcliffe. American, British name though." He said sadly, looking down at the young woman. Sherlock nodded.

"That seems to be another pattern. The four other women all had a first name that started with the last letter of the alphabet and worked back." Sherlock turned from poor Valerie, having finished his deductions and left john to feel all the emotion. "There was Zoe, Yasmine, Xaria, Wanisha and now Valerie."

Sherlock strode away and began making his way down the alleyway, throwing a last, "John!" behind him before striding out of sight.