Sophy awoke the next morning when her mobile made a text alert noise. She glanced at the message. You thought you found a loophole, did you? Well, you're wrong. -MM
Meet us at the Pool. -MM
Sophy slipped out of Sherlock's bed and dressed quietly. She snuck out of the flat and took a cab to the pool, the same one where John Watson had been a human bomb. But Sophy didn't know that. She had tucked John's gun into the waistband of her shorts. It couldn't hurt to be prepared.
The pool was silent and empty in the early morning. Light reflected off the water and made patterns dance on the ceiling. Sophy had the feeling she was being watched.
"Hello!" Meghan sang out.
Sophy stiffened her back to make herself appear bolder.
"Nice day, isn't it?" Amber added, her voice coming from the shadows.
"It's as good a day as any to kill you." Sophy pulled the gun from her shorts, raised it and fired.
Meghan crumpled to the ground. "Missed me." She called out and sprang to her feet again.
Sophy fired again. This time Meghan fell and lay still. Sophy turned around, intending to shoot Amber. The tall, muscular blonde girl was nowhere to be seen.
Sophy lowered her shaking arm. "Amber. I know you're still here."
The pool was silent. "You have one minute before I blow this place sky-high." Amber's voice echoed. The blonde girl towered above Sophy. Without hesitating, Sophy raised the gun and fired a third time.
Amber fell to the tiled floor.
Sophy pulled her phone out from her bra. I love you, Sherlock. She typed and hit Send.
Then she pressed the gun between her breasts and fired.
The shot rang out across the silent room. Footsteps pounded on the tiles. John skidded to a stop when he saw the three girls lying on the cold floor.
Sherlock ran on towards Sophy. He knelt beside her and lifted her in his arms. "NO!" His shout made the silence shatter.
"She's dead?" John was afraid. He knew the answer. He had seen death in many forms as a soldier.
Sherlock clung to Sophy's limp body, her blood spilling out from her chest and staining him.