Sherlock smiled at Molly sound asleep on his shoulder. They have been up all night trying to track down Olaf and Moran. He knew his family will not be safe unless he was caught.

Olaf finished binding Moran's ribs, thankful he was still out, yet worried as hell. It was not like Moran. He remembered the first time he had seen his friends after having a run in with the Buldiliare children. He had told Moriarty he was fine. He glared at Olaf and hit him with the butt of his gun. When he came to, his wounds were neatly banged. He never did that again.

Next time, Sherlock better look out.