A Study In Annoyance

Scarlet is a famous crime scene investigator but one case stumps her and she is forced to ask for help from a self-absorbed ball of sass named Sherlock Holmes.

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2. Chapter 1:

Chapter 1: "I don't need help." I scowled and Lestrade sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Yes you do. Now come on Scarlet it won't be that bad." He said.

"I'm not working with that arrogant asshat." I said crossing my arms over my chest.

"Yes you are. We need to get this case solved as soon as possible and this could be the way to do it.

I scoff at him and turn to walk back towards my car. "Fine. But he better stay out of my way. I run the show here. Not him."

I can't believe Lestrade is making me work with Sherlock. Sure he has a brilliant mind but he was so self-absorbed and obnoxious. His partner John Watson was a good man and an amazing doctor but he took him for granted constantly. It made me sick to see the way he treated other people. Like none of them could ever possibly be good enough and they were all beneath him.

I take a shower and get in bed early that night. My dark brown hair soaks through my pillow but I don't care. All I can think about is that symbol on the victims neck. What could it possibly mean?

I woke up the next morning to my phone ringing. I groan and answer it muttering a groggy hello into the receiver.

"Ah Scarlet your up! Listen I'm going to be a little late. One of my experiments went...well...didn't go as planned and I'm going to need some time to fix this."

I squint my eyes and say "Wait who is this?" I hear a sigh on the other end of the phone.

"Holmes. Sherlock Holmes."

"Why the hell are you calling me at...." I take my ear away from the phone to look at the time, "Four in the bloody morning?"

"ITS ALREADY FOUR IN THE MORNING?!" He yells into the phone and I can hear John in the background telling him to calm down and stop shouting into the phone.

"I'm sorry do cut our talk short but I'm afraid I must go. People to see. Things to do." He says.

"Wait...what?..." I mumble into the phone but he's already hung up.

Dear Lord this is going to be hell.

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