One little Boy
A/N okay sorry that I have been neglecting this been busy with Blind
Chapter 9
Lestrade didn't believe Sherlock at first. "You think I want something from you? what could I possibly want from you?" Sherlock looked up at him his face riddled with sadness accumulated over the years.
"To tell them if their spouse is cheating, find things for them, and one...one...one" Sherlock started hyperventilating and panicking stammering, Lestrade looked at the held him as a father would to his frightened son. "Sh Sherlock it's okay what did they make you do?"
"They made me kill their daughter. It was her or they would torture me and kill me I HAD NO CHOICE YOU HAVE TO UNDERSTAND!" Sherlock was hyperventilating again Lestrade simply cradled the panicking youth.