Call it Unfortunate
Jan. 23rd, 2010 11:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rabidsamfan"Stabbed?" I asked, still trying to grasp the most salient facts of Lestrade's news.
"With a scalpel. Which reminds me, do you have an inventory of yours?"
"No, but one scalpel is very much like another."
"I suppose."
"Besides, the house was burgled yesterday. Did you not get the report?"
"Burgled? With Mr. Holmes in it?"
I shook my head. "Holmes is gone. He left London yesterday," I added quickly, lest the inspector misconstrue my words.
Lestrade slumped into the chair by the window. "Left London? Now?"
"He thinks I shall be safer with him gone."
"But we need him!"
"With a scalpel. Which reminds me, do you have an inventory of yours?"
"No, but one scalpel is very much like another."
"I suppose."
"Besides, the house was burgled yesterday. Did you not get the report?"
"Burgled? With Mr. Holmes in it?"
I shook my head. "Holmes is gone. He left London yesterday," I added quickly, lest the inspector misconstrue my words.
Lestrade slumped into the chair by the window. "Left London? Now?"
"He thinks I shall be safer with him gone."
"But we need him!"
