The Call

Kitty stared at the phone in disbelief. She knew the logical thing would be to call Sherlock immediately. Only, she wasn't sure the logical thing was the right thing. She narrowed her eyes, glaring at the phone as if it held all the answers.

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"So, not a junkie." Gregson shrugged his shoulders as he fell into step with Sherlock. The older man hadn't expected drugs to be at the root of the murder but he couldn't rule it out.

"Most decidedly not."

"We don't have a motive." Gregson shook his head. "I don't get what a man of his age, good job and family could make an enemy so bad that he ends up being shot. He had no debts, no work problems. His divorce wasn't that volatile."

"No, Watson told me that he and Kelly were merely unable to continue their marriage. There wasn't any infidelity."

"This is why I don't understand why he was killed."

"Watson told me Kelly's first husband was in prison for drugs and violence towards her" Bell approached them. "I just had a call from Kitty. She says Joan has been out for about an hour and isn't answering her cell phone. She's worried."

"Not like Watson to ignore her telephone."Sherlock frowned.

"Kitty also tells me she had a call. Doesn't know who the caller was but the message was sinister. It frightened her." Bell watched both older men. A flicker of concern slipped through Sherlock's eyes. "Asked how Dr Watson was and had she got the message yet?"

"Message?" Gregson swallowed, hiding the sickening feel the case had just gone from bad to awful.

"That's all she said. Man with a Texan accent."

"I'll call Watson." Sherlock walked away trying to ignore the fear building in his stomach.

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