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Sherlock is standing at the left-hand window with his back to the living room and playing a sad lament on his violin. John walks into the room and sighs at the sight of him. John hums resignedly as he takes his jacket from the back of a chair and puts it on. Sherlock stops playing and picks up a pencil to make a notation on a piece of sheet music. JOHN: You composing? He turns back to the window, lifts the violin and begins to play the same tune again.

JOHN: What are you thinking about? Sherlock suddenly spins around and puts down the violin. JOHN: Hmm? The enthusiasm in his eyes dies again. He turns away and picks up his violin again. JOHN: Right. Sherlock begins to play the sad tune once more. John turns and walks to the kitchen where Mrs Hudson is tidying up. JOHN quietly : Listen: has he ever had any kind of JOHN sighing in frustration : How can we not know? How will we ever know what goes on in that funny old head?

John smiles sadly. See ya. He trots off down the stairs. Mrs Hudson looks at Sherlock playing his violin at the window, and then leaves the room.

Downstairs, John goes out of the front door and pulls it closed. As he turns to go to the left, a woman is standing just to the right of the flat. She calls out to him. JOHN: Yeah. He stops and turns around to her as she looks at him flirtatiously. JOHN: Hello. John laughs while his eyes continually roam over her body. JOHN: Er, nothing fixed. You have any ideas?

The woman looks over her shoulder towards the road. John follows her gaze and sighs in exasperation when a black car pulls up and stops beside them. They get into the car and it pulls away Pulling up inside the building, John and the woman get out and she leads him through the abandoned structure. Still walking, the woman types onto her phone, then stops and gestures ahead of herself.

John gives her a look, then walks on. The woman turns and heads back the way she came, lifting her phone to her ear. He walks further into the room and finally a figure begins to step out of the shadows at the other end. He does all that anyw He trails off as Irene Adler walks into view. She stops some distance away from him and he simply stares at her for several seconds before he finally finds some words. JOHN louder : You were dead on a slab. It was definitely you. I sent something to Sherlock for safe-keeping and now I need it back, so I need your help.

JOHN: No. JOHN breathing heavily and fighting back his anger : Fine. He turns and starts to walk away. JOHN furiously, turning back to her : What do you normally say? Irene has taken out a phone and holds it up as John stops and glares at her. Irene looks down at her phone and starts to read back messages she has sent to Sherlock.

John looks round at her, startled. John stares at her in disbelief. JOHN: You He never replies. He will outlive God trying to have the last word.

She tells him what she has typed anyway. John turns away momentarily and then turns back to her. JOHN quietly : Who Look at us both. John laughs ruefully. Just then an orgasmic female sigh can be heard a short distance away. In the corridor outside the room, unseen by either of them, Sherlock switches off his phone and rapidly walks away.

John starts to walk in the direction of the sound but Irene holds out her hand to stop him. She looks at him pointedly. Some time later, Sherlock is walking down Baker Street towards his flat, his gaze distant and lost. As he arrives at the front door of B and turns to put his key in the door, his expression sharpens when he realises that the door has been jemmied open. Slowly pushing the door open, he goes inside and carefully puts his hand onto the opaque glass window of the interior door before also pushing that one open and stepping through into the hall.

Immediately he sees that the door to A is ajar, and partway down the hall is a plastic bucket. Sherlock steps closer to the stairs and sees a couple of scuff marks on the wall just above the risers. He instantly realises that one of the marks was made by someone awkwardly walking backwards up the stairs and having to feel their way with their feet, while the second was made by someone following the first person while facing forwards but being thrown off-balance by something.

Looking more closely at the wall he sees a small indentation in the wallpaper. Putting a finger against the dent, his gaze becomes more intense as he deduces that it was formed by someone dragging their hand along the wall, clawing at it in a desperate attempt to stop themselves being hauled backwards up the stairs.

The depth of the nail mark could only have been made by someone with fairly long nails, and now Sherlock knows that the person being dragged was Mrs Hudson.

Slowly he looks upwards while he visualises her struggling as she was half-pulled and half-carried upstairs by a couple of men, a third man preceding them. Sherlock stands there for a few seconds while his rage builds, and then he gets moving. Not long afterwards he slowly pushes open the door to the living room of B. One of his men is standing looking out of the window but turns when the door opens; the other stands near the sliding door into the kitchen.

As Sherlock slowly strolls into the room with his hands clasped behind his back, Mrs Hudson — already crying quietly — begins to sob a little louder. He looks at Neilson. He walks closer and holds out his right hand towards Mrs Hudson. She flails towards it, whimpering, and he gently turns back the sleeve of her right hand and looks at the bruises on her wrist.

Sherlock looks a little higher and sees a cut on her right cheek. He has a silver ring on his third finger and there is blood on it. Mrs Hudson whimpers as he releases her hands and straightens up, putting his hands behind his back again. It makes for too much stupid in the room.

Neilson hesitates for a moment, then glances at his colleagues. He looks back to Neilson. You know who I am. The two men leave the room and head down the stairs. Neilson comes around from behind Mrs Hudson. She whimpers nervously.

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Sherlock must confiscate something of importance from a mysterious woman named Irene Adler. Excuse me! Are you all right? Sir, phone call for you. This is your case, it's entirely up to you, this is just friendly advice, but give Sherlock five minutes on your crime scene and listen to everything that he has to say. And as far as possible, try not to punch him. Sir, this gentleman says he needs to speak to you.

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