A/N: Don't own, as before.
The prompt for this one was to write Molly's inner monologue in the first scene we meet Sherlock in "A Study in Pink" - when he's wailing on the corpse with a riding crop.
Sherlock didn't need to tell her that the man's alibi depended on it. Molly was the one who'd called Sherlock in on this one. She knew the man, whose lover he was, whose bed he had died in. She liked him, when he was alive. He was nice. She felt bad for him.
Jim, the dead man's brother, worked upstairs and had discovered the body. He'd known what everyone else hadn't and came to her nearly crying. Jim sought her out before she started the post-mortem. He said that the body had been found in a hotel that was particularly known for…illicit liaisons. Really, Daniel had died of a heart attack. Jim said his lover had been discovered with him; now they needed a cover up.
So, the riding crop. Apparently Jim thought it would be easier for the family if it seemed that Daniel was seeing a dominatrix for rough sex, rather than that he was having an affair with a another man. And Sherlock had mentioned that he had an experiment planned that required the study of post-mortem bruises.
Molly shrugged. Who was she to judge? She didn't mind breaking the rules if it meant some small amount of comfort for the man's family – although she didn't see how this version of the man's death was any more comforting.