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Lestrade's POV

6th December 12:32pm

Just as we pulled up to curb by the crime scene Sherlock and Alodia leaped up the car and simultaneously flipped up their collars which made Donovon chuckle

"Looks like freak has found somebody to love" Donovon noted the concern on my face and didn't say a further word on the matter as we approached the crime scene. Just ahead Sherlock and Alodia were waiting for us to get the details on case.

"Victim is sixteen and attends this school in which she was found outside by her maths teacher at half five this morning. The teacher is over their by the silver car, go and question her then come back over here to inspect the corpse." They immediately left to talk the teacher leaving me to watch my only daughter and my favourite sociopath walk away from me.

I had always tried so hard to keep Alodia away from the horrors of this lifestyle. I know better than anyone how much snooping around dead people and solving murders can affect you. I would never wish this life upon my own daughter; I never talked about any of my cases near her. Now look where all that hard work went, now she is solving dangerous murder cases with a dangerous man. I can't deny that Sherlock is a brilliant man but he becomes excited over serial killers, goes off on his own will, gets involved with people who are extremely dangerous and let's not forget he faked his own death to stop assassins from killing everyone he loved. Alodia is in danger with him and there is nothing I can do.

Sherlock's POV

6th December 12:38pm

As we approached the victim's teacher I started to make deductions about her. She is middle-aged and is wearing out of date clothes that have been worn frequently for at least 30 years, she can't afford to buy new clothes so her salary is low therefore she changes job often and can't get a promotion but never moving away from teaching. Her school pass looks very new so she has recently moved to this school but her face is red with tears so she becomes very easily attached to her students. I squint to see the name on her pass 'Sandra Richardson'.

"Mrs Richardson will you please tell us as much as you can about the victim without crying and taking up our time." Alodia nudged me urging me to shut up.

"Kayla um Kayla Wilson was her name. Very pretty, um yeah pretty. New to the school but um still popular. She was um not the um smartest person I have taught but um always tried. Good attitude considering the um recent troubles in her life." The old woman collapsed into tears and was walked away by a police officer. Alodia fist pumped the air

"YES! Did you hear that Sherlock? The recent troubles in her life. This Kayla seems interesting which means her death will be interesting as well. Yes!" She turned around and skipped towards the corpse with a genuine smile on her face.

Alodia's POV

6th December 12:44pm

The corpse lay face up on the pavement with her long blonde hair pooled around her. She has multiple stab wounds around her abdomen surrounded in a large pool of blood. Time of Death would have been a substantial amount of time after the stabbing. No weapon. Sherlock was already dancing around her with a magnifying glass coming up with theories. Just looking at her I understood why Sherlock was invited to this case, many intricate clues.

"Got any ideas Sherlock? Alodia?" Dad had appeared around the corpse to join us.

"There are two very obvious clues that nobody could miss" I perked up as Sherlock was obviously away in his mind palace. A puzzled look spread across dad's face.

"Two, I can only see that." He pointed the pavement by Kayla's hand. She had drawn a heart shape with her own blood in her last moments noting the position of her hand. Sherlock's head popped up.

"You idiot can't you SEE! Gareth look at her other hand, laying by her cleavage." I bent down to get closer to her.

"She is wearing two necklaces; one is tacky and cheap obviously from a friend. But the other, um yes that is interesting. It is simple but very expensive. Very clean but also old so she cares for it and therefore the person who gave I to her. It may parents but more likely boyfriend." I pause for a second and Sherlock continues my train of thought.

"There are bloody fingerprints on the necklace and the position of her hand indicated that she was holding the necklace when she died. Now why would she do that? Kayla is only fifteen and she would not think of her boyfriend in her last moments when the pain is unbearable. So something must be different with her relationship. Now Mrs Richardson basically said that Kayla is stupid, lies. She was smart, so very smart, she was so smart that she fooled her friends and teachers. Now Geoff can you look up Kayla's boyfriend." Dad pulled his phone out of his pocket and started to tap and type. A few seconds later he looked up.

"Dead. Three months ago. Overdose on heroin. Name was Nate Fabian. Orphan." A wave of silence washed over all of us but I continued to deduce the corpse.

"If Kayla was so very smart then she has to be telling us something very important. Now the heart. Very interesting thing to do in your dying moments when every movement is rippling agony." I outline the bloody shape with my own finger as I contemplated her actions. Sherlock's face lit up as he must have come up with a theory.

"She meant it literally! Her dead boyfriend's heart! Gavin call Molly we need to see Nate Fabian…NOW"