Chapter 12: Dangerous Game
"For God's sakes Holmes! Leave me be!" William Booth snapped as he placed a test tube in a holder, Holmes shrugged his shoulders as he glanced at Booth's work.
"Can't till you tell me why you were are at the brothels of London? Or how your little Le' bru Top hat was left beind?" William Booth didn't even look up, but Sherlock noted how his hands trembled. Sherlock smirked and leaned on the table crossing his arms waiting for William to break.
"Holmes i have told you i wasn't there! I let a friend borrow my top hat that night." William went around the table and poured some blue subtance into another test tube and placed it over a fire.
"Interesting. If I remember correctly. Which i always do. You wouldn't even let any of your classmates touch that hat, yet that following night you let a friend wear it AND take it to the brothels?" Booth gave Holmes the look of death as he ran through his head for a better excuse. "Take your time in trying to find a good excuse... In jail." At that moment two police officers walked in handcuffing William Booth who had a look of out rage.
"SHERLOCK HOLMES! YOU VILE MAN! MY UNCLE IS LORD OF WELLINGTON! MY COUSIN THE DUKE! YOU WILL HEAR FROM OUR LAWYERS!!!!" He yelled in rage as he was taken away, Holmes sighed and took the burning chemical off the fire with some tongs and mixed it with a clear liquid making it turn green. He narrowed his eyes and bend down closer to the chemical table to have a good look, he smelled it and backed away.
"No smell... Hmmm..." at that he took the beaker full of the unkown green liquid and walked toward back his Baker Street home to figure out the chemical and it's usage.
