Molly was out of thumbs and joints, which I needed. She helped me get the pig. It was our compromise.
But I never agreed.
What can you do about it now?
Just ask next time. Yeah?
No. It won’t matter. I’ll just bring them in without your consent, John. Don’t go to this extreme- there’s no need.
Although I am not inclined to describe much of the information, the most challenging ‘case’ was hunting down Moriarty’s men after both he and I had 'died’.
Any of them are quite fascinating to blog about. Possibly the first one due to the fact that it was all a thrill being there and doing such things for the first time with him.
Let’s go.
I had to reply!
Yes, yes. The cab is waiting.
Fine. Get in.
Thank you. Tell the driver the bomber’s address.
Sure.
I never felt the need to; he was more into that than I was. Although we did put umbrellas in his room recently, but I would not call that a prank. I’m sure we could do better if necessary.
We stole his left shoes too.
We?
Well yes, I busied him- you grabbed the shoes.
Reread that last part and you’ll see my choice of words is inevitable.
I had my share in it all, mind you.
I still haven’t figured out something to do with them.
Experiment?
Most likely. Not at this moment, nevertheless. I need to concentrate on this case. Now.