Same person different enemies//Closed

Moriarty pulled out his phone sending an couple texts. Hardly paying any attention might as well leave,try tracking the guy down. “Oh really?” Didn’t even glance up as he replied.

“Yes, really.” She scoffed out, running a hand along her thigh to grip at the gun she had strapped against her pale skin.

“Right well I have better things to do.” Looking at the gun,”And see no point in getting shot either so good luck on your man hunt.”

Same person different enemies//Closed

Moriarty pulled out his phone sending an couple texts. Hardly paying any attention might as well leave,try tracking the guy down. “Oh really?” Didn’t even glance up as he replied.

Same person different enemies//Closed

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Moriarty had been personally offended by the low life that cheated one of his better clients. So he made his way to the last known address however opened the door only to see somebody already there. An female who seemed to be annoyed by the lack of finding the owner of the place.

“Shame really was looking forward to an easy revenge.”

Her raven brow twitched upwards in utter annoyance as she turned her attention towards the male who had entered the household. Her grey eyes scanned over him as she realized who he had been, James Moriarty. She crossed her arms over her chest as she kept her eyes on him, making sure he wasn’t to pull anything with her. “This’ll be interesting. He isn’t here.” 

He studied the female trying to think of a name but then again didn’t pay attention to every person in the crime. Even the attractive ones picking up some random object nearby. Apparently the guy had covered his tracks shame oh well couldn’t deal with everybody. Now came seeing who’d get the bloke when he was found.

“Nah rather boring and I can tell instead I’ve stumbled upon annoying power struggle possibly.”

James made his way towards the door but listened to the sound of the steps coming up. Taking a breath he decided there wasn’t a way to just slip out so he sat down waiting for inevitable. 

Moriarty was considering a way out of the place but it wasn’t really looking out to work. Hearing the voice made him peer at the windows wondering if he could figure a way down from the height without confronting the detective.

Instead he put his hands in his pockets heading towards the door. 

Jim thought about how to exit the flat without being noticed but considering the height of it and the only entrance he resigned to walking towards the door slowly.

Moriarty kept on cleaning but stopped hearing footsteps of obviously Sherlock and company. He checked his phone to see the time.

Moriarty looked over at William,”It means he’s doing better yes.”

Moriarty nodded,”Right well it’s good he stopped.” He picked up some more trash throwing it away into the bag.