Hearing that, Derek cursed under his breath, and stepped back slightly. His mind reeled as he tried to understand what was going on.
Who the hell had turned against them? How had Sherlock survived? Where was he? How had they known it was him? Who leaked this information?
Everything had been under control or so he had thought until now.
Chloe was still struggling to form words when the officers grabbed her wrists and swiftly pulled them behind her back. The cold, unforgiving metal of the handcuffs snapped shut and her mind skipped a beat.
"No—wait!" she shrieked, struggling against them. "You're making a mistake! I didn't—"
Her protests were cut off as Derek lunged forward, thinking of escaping so he could figure things out and solve this issue once and for all.
But before he could do anything, three more officers stepped in from outside, guns at their sides, blocking his path.
"Don't make this harder than it has to be," one of them warned.
