5. Dont let me win .

                                    

                                          
I had solved the case ten minutes ago , It was as clear as water is wet . A young girl was murdered . 
                          
She was about twenty four twenty five , judging by her teeth she was a party girl , she also had small bruises on her arms from needles indicating drug use . She worked as a dancer in a club about twenty minutes away , the owner said some guy in there was fixated with her , was stalking her , she had all these creepy messages on her phone from 'bri' she was obviously his mistress , her shoes where French leather made in a boutique in Paris ,  meaning they could only be bought in France , she had a cheap necklace around her neck with a fake diamond in it , she was obvious going to tell his wife about the affair she had tear stains on her face from hours ago maybe five hours ago , the body was found about an hour ago , the guy that found her said that with her last words she told him "that he was going to do it again" so other mistresses I presume. We asked around and her friend said that she had been seeing this guy from the Cordell mansions and that he was married , tire tracks on the road from where he skidded away in a panic came from a BMW M3 so we go to the Cordell mansions look for the person with that car and there we go , this guy was going to do it again and Sherlock here was taking his damn time . 
                          
"Leanne do you have any ideas" John asked examining the body's bruises . "Drug use" he thought out loud "heroine" he asked looking at Sherlock and I for reassurance "yes John of course she's a dancer , she may have a heroine addiction could she be in debt is this why she died" Sherlock said thinking to himself not really asking anyone  for assurance .
                          
 "No" I replied I  really thought the great and powerful Sherlock Holmes would be able to solve a little case like this a little bit faster.
                          
"No?" Sherlock repeated "what then I don't hear you with any great ideas" 
                          
"Christ Sherlock okay the killer is the guy she was sleeping with he lives in the Cordell mansions and drives a BMW M3 we go to the Cordell mansions see who drives that car and there's our perp" I answered John standing up and looking at me crossing his arms . 
                          
"You knew all along" John asked "why didn't you tell us this guy could do it again" he sounded quite angry with me.
                          
"And he will do it again John I just thought Sherlock here would solve the case a lot faster" I huffed crossing my arms above my chest . 
                          
"How long have you known" Sherlock asked standing up from his crouching position and now standing . I had to look up to see his face. 
                          
"Seventeen minutes" I said looking at my watch . The three of us all seemed to be a little angry with each other. "Don't let me win" Sherlock responded too snappily for my liking "come on let's get to the mansions before somebody else gets murdered" 
                          
We walked up the hill together "you know Leanne this isn't a game people are dying" John sighed he seemed disappointed in me . 
                          
"Of course it's a game John , life is game don't take it too seriously nobody gets out alive anyway " I replied John looked defeated like he knew he couldn't get through to me nor Sherlock when it came to this sort or stuff . "She certainly didn't" Sherlock almost laughed at his own joke but I could see him stopping himself . 

                          
Over the hill I saw a black car , sitting on the bonnet was a bald man in a black suit , wearing sun glasses and a cigarette in hand. 
                          
This man looked all too familiar. 
                          
Derek ? 
                          
Derek was my driver a few years back before the incident, he turned to the side of the angles just like I did .  As I came close and fully realized it was him I couldn't help but smile . "Derek what are you doing here" I ran up towards him wrapping my arms around him.