Sherlock story
Deleted Memories, Chapter 128
Warning: post Reichenbach spoilers. Hope you enjoy
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"No evil dooms us hopelessly except the evil we love, and desire to continue in, and make no effort to escape from." ~George Eliot
Present Day - Earlier that Day
Ayyad had a long plane ride. He would have it no other way. He rode along in a nondescript car. He sighed. He preferred his limousines or Mercedes but he was willing to make sacrifices.
He placed several calls and received several more in return.
He had very few men in London this time. He would not need them. It had also been much more difficult to move his men; Mr. Holmes the elder was as difficult as his brother ever was.
If it was not for the fact that the man was practically untouchable, he would have killed Mycroft Holmes a long time ago.
He wasn't even sure who the man was or what he did. He only knew the "Iceman" or "Ghost" as he was sometimes called was feared in criminal circles.
"Well," Ayyad whispered in the car, "There is more than one way to kill a man."
When he finished with Sherlock Holmes he had no doubt that Mycroft would get the message. The last bomb was in place. He swore to himself that he would watch personally as this one blew up.
He did love a good explosion and fire.
Another call came in. Ayyad picked up the line.
"Sir Veselý's plan worked. Everything is in place with one exception. He was on his way with Holmes when we lost contact. He is not picking up his phone. Before we lost contact he text the words, plan B."
"Plan B," Ayyad said without missing a beat. He disconnected the phone. It was clever of Veselý to come up with an alternate plan. He would have his promotion.
That is if he wasn't dead somewhere or captured. Ayyad laughed amused.
It did not matter in the end Veselý had served his purpose.
"Driver, take me there now, I want to see the torture room," Ayyad hummed happily to himself as cars and people passed by outside unaware that a maniac was so close to them.
"Oh and get me his phone."
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