It appears, dear brother, that you are going to be assisting a certain Doctor John Watson in his quest to find the Hanging Gardens of Babylon.
Sherlock read the text once, then a second time, then a third. What had Mycroft done? He went to his boss, Lestrade, who explained that Mycroft had already arranged for a temporary replacement, they had already been trained and would continue their training on the job, and that he was leaving to go on a research trip for the museum- which wasn't really untrue. His job would be here, waiting for him, when he returned.
"You're off the clock." Lestrade said, in his Essex accent, that was often mistaken for Cockney. "Go home, get packed. I want weekly email updates at least."
Sherlock nodded, his head still rushing through a million thoughts at once. He headed out the door and towards the bank of taxis that always waited for the tourists outside the museum.
"Baker Street." He said, his mind already thinking about the tasks ahead.
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Date: 2018-04-16 04:05 pm (UTC)Sherlock read the text once, then a second time, then a third. What had Mycroft done? He went to his boss, Lestrade, who explained that Mycroft had already arranged for a temporary replacement, they had already been trained and would continue their training on the job, and that he was leaving to go on a research trip for the museum- which wasn't really untrue. His job would be here, waiting for him, when he returned.
"You're off the clock." Lestrade said, in his Essex accent, that was often mistaken for Cockney. "Go home, get packed. I want weekly email updates at least."
Sherlock nodded, his head still rushing through a million thoughts at once. He headed out the door and towards the bank of taxis that always waited for the tourists outside the museum.
"Baker Street." He said, his mind already thinking about the tasks ahead.