ARMAGEDDON

The man was typing rapidly on his laptop. He had found out shocking news that may change the world or even worse. We could all call it, ’the Armageddon.’ He grabbed his phone from the table. "Hello, Mitchell. Yes, he's on the roll. Yes, JOSH BROWN. He is planning to do something...Uh... no."

The killer grinned and reloaded his sniper. "Target acquired, perimeter locked," he said whispering to his earphone. "Good, No news about Josh should go outside our perimeter," said the man over the earphone. "Wait! what about me?" and his earphone exploded...

 

Mr. Watson glared at the mirror. He kept sweeping the streak of white hair that was slipping down. He looked at his chiseled nose and the horrid pimples on his face. He glanced at his watch and realized, it was time to go. He slowly opened his door and ran down calling for a cab. There was a murder and he was going to investigate it. He got out of the cab and saw his mate Inspector Lestrade. 'Hello inspector, fill me in," said Watson.

"One of the intelligence officers had been shot, he was speaking something about a Josh when he got shot and we suspect it has been from a sniper."

"Who's Josh?"

"One of the greatest criminals known and he is apparently planning something big. This was the audio," and Lestrade played the audio, "Your best mate was here too."

"Oh no..." whispered Watson...

 

Sherlock glared from one of the towers to the American Intelligence office. Watson suddenly burst in through the door, "Don’t you have the courtesy to tell me you were here?"

"Not now Watson, the serial killer has just died."

"What? how?"

"Simple. black marks on the wall and the tiny blood drops on the wall prove it all. Maybe, because the information should not have gone beyond their perimeter. WATSON!" called Sherlock, “come here quickly. Do you see that? A cab down there, nobody seems to be inside that, it might be Josh’s spies. Come quick, let’s go down.”

Watson followed him. Then Watson slowly clicked a button behind his coat and then the whole building exploded.

 

The last sight Sherlock saw was the grinning face of Inspector Lestrade.

 

To be continued...