Part II They couldn’t get into the taxi fast enough. The snowfall had picked up until they could barely see across the road, the air much colder than John expected. He wondered if this idea had been foolhardy, after all. “Harrods,” Sherlock ordered the driver. John shivered. Sherlock sent him a look. “We’ll have everything delivered, John. Mrs. Hudson told me she was not going out today. It’s much too cold. If we don’t find what we want at Harrods, […]
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