Time To End This

Matthew pulled out his phone and handed it to him. "Here. Take it and call your wife. Tell her to announce it," Matthew said and Sherlock didn't need to ask why since at this point, only his wife could announce him dead and everyone would believe.

No one would ask to see his body since she could easily claim to have buried him. Though this was risky for his wife, it was what he had to do to remain alive and have someone as evil as Chloe to go scot free.

Having agreed, Sherlock took Matthew's phone and typed his wife's number, his fingers slightly unsteady as he dialed the number.

"Hello?" A woman's voice answered almost immediately, thick with worry.

"Helen," Sherlock said quietly. "It's me."

A sharp gasp. "Oh my God! You're alive? What is going on? Where are you? The maid saw blood in the house and called me. I'm on my way to Zeden as we speak. Where are you, baby?"