I'm back. Again, I know this chapter is really short. I'm working on making them longer, don't worry. Thanks for continued reading, even though I'm posting less now. I really apreciate it.
Disclaimer: I don't own Sherlock.
Sherlock seemed to think that Kailey knew who Clearance was. This thought led to a very loud verbal argument between the two. John was surprised that Sherlock hadn't hurt the girl yet.
He was also surprised that he could hear his cell phone above the rucus. "Hello?"
"Any improvements on the case?" Lestrade asked.
"Well, there's been some. Right now we're trying to figure out who Clearance O'Malley is."
"That name sounds familiar." Lestrade muttered. "Come down to the station; I might have something for ya."
John managed to calm Kailey and Sherlock down and bundled them into a cab.
As it turned out, O'Malley wasn't a rising movie star. He was a hit man for the Irish Mob.
Sherlock stared out the window while the doctor and the detective inspector formulated theories. But they were wrong.
"I'll be back later." He said and left the office in a flourish.
The trio that was left gave the space he formally occupied looks of annoyance and confusion, and then went back to work.
Perhaps you could review this tiny little chapter for me? Please?