Sherlock advent drabbles :D
Today's word is: Rollover
The scene is a gruesome one. The bodies have been removed from the car, but the amount of blood left there is quite horrifying.
Sherlock sniffs the air and looks around as he pulls out a pair of gloves from the box Lestrade offers him.
"We don't know what caused the crash," says Lestrade. "It's not normally a job for us, but we've been following the driver for months. Lives in Vauxhall normally. We think this crash might be drug-related."
Sherlock slides down the bank into the ditch where the car lies, battered, on its back. "All dead?" he asks.
Lestrade grimaces. "Afraid so."
Sherlock pulls open the door to the driver's side and sticks his head inside. He inspects the ceiling, the steering wheel, the seat and the floor above him. "No," he mutters. "No. No." Retracting his head, he looks up at Lestrade. "What injuries did they receive?"
Lestrade rifles in the file he's carrying. "We've got the autopsy photos here," he says.
"Good." Sherlock holds out his hand. When Lestrade does nothing, Sherlock huffs and clicks his fingers.
With a sigh, Lestrade scrambles down the bank and hands the file to Sherlock.
Taking it, Sherlock flicks through the pages. "No. No. No," he says. Sherlock sticks his head back inside the car, looking up at the floor. "This isn't right."
"What?" asks Lestrade.
"The bloodstains," says Sherlock, gesturing. "They're all wrong. Those sorts of injuries shouldn't leave these sorts of stains. Not if the car landed this way up."
"What do you mean?" asks Lestrade.
"I mean," says Sherlock, pulling off his gloves and tossing them aside, "that these people were dead before the car crashed. Including the person you found in the driver's seat."
Lestrade frowns. "But how can..."
"Check the boot," says Sherlock, climbing back up to the road. "He was probably stored in there and moved after the crash. Find the person who actually drove the car and you'll find who murdered these people." Sherlock casts his gaze out along the road. "He can't have left that car without some sort of bruising, so I'm sure it won't be too hard." And looking down at Lestrade, he smiles.
Comment from: Member
FFFF That’s a compliment and a half! Thank you!!! Seriously, I think I’m blushing.
I used to live vaguely near Vauxhall. Back in the day it was a seedy pleasure ground :D Now it’s a mostly nondescript part of London, but I think the tube station looks pretty cool:
All right, maybe you need to look into a career in scriptwriting. Or in adapting things for film. Or from film. Or something.
Also I like the name “Vauxhall.”
This one is great, too.