would expect The Woman to arrive, after all these years, at his front door...
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to 221B Baker Street. I hadn't expected a reply from the detective I had text a day prior but I was certain that not even Sherlock Holmes »
The wintry breeze lapped up the dead leaves lining the streets of the concrete jungle and I breathed a sigh of relief as I found my way »
London. The capital of England. The City was regarded as prestigious by some, but to me it was fairly moderate — dull by some accounts. »
like to visit...
I check my phone as we begin to queue, an arduous task, before texting Mr. Holmes:
[Coming home. Let's have dinner.]
beneath the sheets and meet Kate for coffee. Afterward, we make our way to the airport — it's home time and there's a special someone I'd »
Before even leaving my bed, I have destroyed the life of one of America's most respected, un-elected, politicians. I drag myself from »
