Sentiment {Sherlock BBC}

59. "Vow."

"Predatory." Sherlock responded.

"Well, it depends which side you're on. Also, we have to keep moving or we die."

"Nice location for the final act. Couldn't have chosen it better myself. But then I never could resist a touch of the dramatic." Sherlock said.

"I just come here to look at the fish." She said standing up and walking closer to the tank. "I knew this would happen one day." She continued, her handbag hanging from her elbow. "It's like that old story." She added.

"I really am a very busy man. Would you mind cutting to the chase?" Sherlock asked.

"You're very sure of yourself, aren't you?"

"With good reason." Sherlock nodded.

"There was once a merchant in a famous market in Baghdad." She began. I looked at Sherlock in speculation. He closed his eyes and put his head down slightly.

"I really have never liked this story." He said.

"I'm just like the merchant in the story. I thought I could outrun the inevitable. I've always been looking over my shoulder; always expecting to see the grim figure of..." she began when another voice cut in.

"Death." I turned and saw Mary walking into the room. She stood a few feet away from Sherlock and I smiled at her.

"Hello, Mary." Sherlock said not looking away from the woman in front of us.

"Hey." Mary responded.

"John?" Sherlock asked.

"On his way." She informed. Mary then noticed my hand. "Nice ring," she added with a smirk.

"Thank you," I mouthed to her with a smile.

"Let me introduce Amo." Sherlock said. Mary quickly turned to look at the woman.

"You were Amo? You were the person on the phone that time?" Mary asked.

"Using AGRA as her private assassination unit." Sherlock added.

"Why did you betray us?" Mary asked the woman, "Amo".

"Why does anyone do anything?" she asked.

"Oh, let me guess. Selling secrets?" Sherlock asked.

"Well, it would be churlish to refuse. Worked very well for a few years. I bought a nice cottage in Cornwall on the back of it. But the ambassador in Tbilisi found out. I thought I'd had it. Then she was taken hostage in that coup. I couldn't believe my luck! That bought me a little time." She continued looking between Sherlock and Mary.

"But then you found out your boss had sent AGRA in." Sherlock responded.

"Very handy. They were always such reliable killers." She said.

"What you didn't know, Mary, was that this one also tipped off the hostage-takers." Sherlock said and I watched Mary return her attention to Sherlock. The woman sat back down, putting her bag in her lap.

"Lady Smallwood gave the order, but I sent another one to the terrorists with a nice little clue about her code name should anyone have an enquiring mind. Seemed to do the trick."

"And you thought your troubles were over." Mary said.

"I was tired; tired of the mess of it all. I just wanted some peace, some clarity. The hostages were killed, AGRA too... or so I thought. My secret was safe. But apparently not. Just a little peace. That's all you wanted too, wasn't it? A family, home. Really, I understand." She said and Mary looked over to Sherlock. The woman held her hand over top of her bag as she continued to talk. "So just let me get out of here, right? Let me just walk away. I'll vanish. I'll go forever. What d'you say?"