Chapter One-House of Cards
The cold air drifted from the Thames River right onto Sherlock face. Slowly he pulled back his jacket to look at his watch. Business was business but three o'clock in the bloody morning. Truthfully he was the boss so he could of easily given the order for his men to handle it but this was different. This sick bastard here was killing off patients near their death bed, then selling their organs on the black market. Granted Sherlock was not a saint,he was about to let this guy bleed, drown or freeze to death whatever came first in the river, but even he had standards. Why he got out of bed to deal with this prick was because it was happening at St. Barts, the hospital his late wife Irene loved. It was the place she spent volunteering, talking to rape and trauma victims being a victim herself, and helping anyway she could. She helped and donated to that hospital in so many ways saving so many lives. She practically lived in that hospital. Sherlock closed his eyes trying to suppress the memory of his seeing his wife's lifeless body, it was too late as the images hit him hard bring a pain to his chest. Five years it had been since she died at that hospital. Oh the irony of it the hospital she helped to save so many lives could not save hers.
"I could careless if it was any other hospital to tell you the truth. I might have fucking looked at you in disgust and given you a beating within an inch of your life, but you dare do this at that hospital." Sherlock threaten menacingly.
The scrawny short man looked up at Sherlock before he snorted out a laugh. "King of Hearts now that's funny" he mumbled just high enough for Sherlock to hear. Uncontrollably he broke out into fist of laughter. Irritated Sherlock, with lightening speed drew his pistol out whipping him across the face with it.
"Do you find this amusing? You piece of shit." Sherlock spat taking the safety off pointing it directly at the man's head.
"Everyone knows the king of hearts lost his heart when his wife died. Tell me Sherlock Holmes did you see you wife's naked body before they dressed her up and buried her?" he asked a sly smile creeping on his face. "I guess not. Let me ask you this do you know where you wife's heart is?" He questioned. A loud bang sounded off as his body violently fell back, on instinct and rage Sherlock had shot him right between the eyes, fast enough where his eyes were wide open not giving him time to blink.
Instant death it was, sadly Sherlock wanted him to suffer a bit. Oh well he was tired and didn't feel like hearing his bullshit and tarnishing of his late wife Irene. Grabbing his hair in frustration Sherlock turned around heading to his car leaving his men to clean up the mess.
The United Kingdom had been divided up into four kingdoms controlled by the four head mobs. The governments still held it's so called power in each place, not wanting to drawl attention to the crime organization, but everyone knew who held the real power. The U.K had become a house of cards per say. Sebastian Moran ruling over Wales as the King of Spades. Burying more bodies then one could count. Moran was known to flip over the littlest thing killing that person instantly. Charles Augustus Magnussen ruling over Scotland as the King of Diamonds. Calling himself a business man blackmailing people to fill his pockets. James Moriarty ruling over Northern Ireland as the King of Clubs. Jim got that name for being lucky but luck had nothing to do with it. He knew exactly how to play things to his favor. For Sherlock he ruled over England as the King of Hearts. A name which befitted him once but things were different now.
"Do you know where you wife's heart is?" Those words kept playing over and over in his head like a broken record.
AN: Ok so here's the first chapter of my new story. I know it's short but I promise the chapter will get longer and some may stay short it depends. This will be a sherlolly story but it will take a while to get there so please be patient. There is some Adlock since I have Irene as being his late wife. So there will be flashback Adlock fluff and stuff. Thanks for reading and leave your reviews and tell me what you think. Btw you can go to my tumblr and see my two little teaser post on this story.
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