Sherlock story
Deleted Memories, Chapter 78
Warning: post Reichenbach spoilers. Hope you enjoy
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"The most dangerous man in the world is a man in love." ~ Freeman
Present Day an hour earlier
Vienna, Austria
A nervous looking man held tightly to an object in his hand as he looked back and forth. More people had materialized on the platform. Just as well the nervous man thought. It would make blending into the crowd easier.
One of Ayyad's soldiers kept an eye on his target. His assignment was to make sure that he went through with the assignment that he was given. He was to enter the train and walk within three yards of the package. At that point, Edward Green assignment would be over.
The soldier smiled.
Green was a fool. His niece would die regardless of what he did. If he was not such an imbecile he would have figured that out by now, they all would have. The soldier chuckled to himself. Hope and love, they were such weak emotions. The soldier was glad that he had neither.
"What's the code?" Edward whispers quietly to himself. He stilled and looked around when he realized that he had spoken out loud. He looked nervously around then signed. No one seemed to be paying any attention to him.
He hoped desperately that most of these people were not getting on the train. Sweat dripped down his neck.
Green desperately wanted to shout a warning, tell the fools to run. He wondered why they did not seem to know that this was their last moments on earth. He wiped his forehead with a handkerchief.
In the end Green would not, they knew he would not; Katie.
Green comforted himself with the fact that Katie would live.
In the end, to Green that was the priority, everything else in his mind came second. This final resolve somehow settled him. He felt numb now.
As the train approached, Edward considered the fact that he was not wealthy but he could give Katie a gift that his brother with all his wealth could not give; he could give her life.
He went over the code in this mind one last time as he stepped closer to the edge. He remembered it easily now.
The train stopped. Masses of humanity move walking, some quickly some slower. Some older some younger, singles and couples all talking in various languages. He noticed a little girl passing by and smiled at her as she waved; she seemed shy and hid her face in her mother's dress. His Katie would not have been shy.
Edward swallowed hard as the smile evaporated he stepped on the train.
He stopped as he got on. He put a long string of numbers and symbols and letters on the text screen. He was careful not to hit send, not yet at least. He carefully put the phone in his pocket. He had to get to the front of the train. He hoped a seat was available. He really needed to sit down.
As he moved, a woman bumped into him. She was carrying a bag that was much too big for her. They seem to be tangled together as she repeatedly bumped into him. She put both arms on him finally and smile and apology in a language he did not understand.
He smiled back saying, "English," then shrugged.
"Oh sorry, she said in a thick accent." She nodded and smiled one last time, and then she moved carefully to the left and squeezed past.
Edward moved to the very front of the train and discovered with surprise that two seats were empty. He collapsed into one then he glanced at his watch.
A man sat next to Edward and asked for the time in Dutch.
"English," he tried to smile an apology not quite understanding what was said. He was not quite willing to look him in the eyes. He quietly put his hands in his pocket. It was hard to concentrate again. His hand was over the send button. He had a few minutes left. "Poor bastard," Edward whispered to himself.
"Sorry Mr. Green, I suppose I could look at my own watch," Mycroft took it out, glance quickly then returned it to his pocket.
Edward looked at the man in shock, all traces of an accent were gone. He was smiling but his eyes and smile looked… dangerous.
"Mr. Edward Green, who I am is not important, what I can do for you is. We need for you to leave the train, quietly is preferable at the next stop. I need you then to cooperate and tell us every detail of what you know, particularly about the bomb triggers. Your cooperation will ensure not just your own safety but also the safety of all you love. I can also arrange for any duplicitous act on your part to be, shall we say… overlooked." Mycroft waited for an answer.
Edward head was spinning. He was not sure what to do. Could his man really be able to do everything he said? Could he take that chance?
Edward made a decision; he pushed the send button on the phone in his pocket.