[Sherlock just as quickly gets to his feet, tucking his knife back into his pocket and licking away the last taste of tobacco from the corner of his mouth as discreetly as possible.
He squints hard as the light comes through the door, making his face even more sour than normal when Bradbury speaks.]
I didn't suggest it for my health.
[He doesn't even want to think about what would have happened if he was wrong.]
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He squints hard as the light comes through the door, making his face even more sour than normal when Bradbury speaks.]
I didn't suggest it for my health.
[He doesn't even want to think about what would have happened if he was wrong.]