The keys jingled brightly as he opened the door to the small apartment. The flat which he and his boss shared was not overly elaborate but was well kept and nice. It was a two bedroom, one bath layout with a section of the living room elongated into a more rectangular length so a proper dining table and a few chairs could fit. The kitchen, although a little outdated, had a well-functioning set of equipment and a soft yellow lighting that made everything look has if it had been drizzled in honey. Sebastian Moran didn’t mind the older kitchen items, seeing as he was the only one that actually cooked.
What did bother him though, was the two proscription pill containers laying on their sides without the majority of their contents. Strewn across the edge of the normally neat and orderly table were two orange containers, their lids missing along with most of their contents. A few stray pills peppered the table here and there.
He knew at first glance who they belonged to, being a reasonably healthy man he didn’t take much of anything aside from an aspirin occasionally. Tiny font glared up at him from the labels,
MORIARTY, JAMES. MIRTAZAPINE.
MORIARTY, JAMES. ALPRAZOLAM.
“Shit!” he thought before yelling loudly to the apartment, “BOSS, YOU OKAY? BOSS?!”
Receiving no answer, a cold weighted feeling started in the pit of his innards, like a metal claw tightening around his stomach. Moran continued calling for his employer, until he noticed something else that was off. All the doors in the flat were opened except for the door to the larger of the two bedrooms. Moriarty had forbade him to ever enter his room, where he allowed himself to relax on rare events. Not knowing what to expect, he knocked on the door.
“Boss? You in there?” he asked ...
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...ent before he added, “I’m not going to perish the second you turn your back, honestly. Go on then.” Giving a gesture of dismissal.
“We need to get you to a hospital, now.”
Waving him off like a minor annoyance or gnat, “Oh shut up, mum. I’ll be…fine here in a moment. Are you going to go make us some tea or are you going to stand there like an idiot? On second thought, don’t answer that. “ He grimaced, standing up unsteadily.
“You-“
“Don’t.” Moriarty interrupted, his voice gravely and dangerously low, “Don’t make me tell you a third time, Moran.” For being weak, the threat still was present in every word he spoke. Though being significantly shorter than Moran, his presence filled the room; a cold, menacing force that sent a chill crawling up Moran’s spine reminding him why this was not a person to be trifled with.
“Yes sir.”
“Right. I’ll be out in a moment.”
Cedric has taken the yellow pill before and when Cedric takes it for the second time, he says, “‘I took one three years ago when they first b...
Anderson, Sherwood. "Paper Pills." Winesburg, Ohio. Ed. John H. Ferres. New York:Viking Penguin, 1977. 35-8.
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