I was so bored. I was shooting that face on the wall, no matter how many times John told me not to. It had been about two weeks since the new neighbors moved into 221c. Never met them, really didn't want to. Just more stupid people with their stupid questions.

*beep*

My phone. Great, something to tie me over. Before I looked at it I heard two pairs of rushed footsteps coming down the stairs. 'Boots and heels. Girl and boy. Great' I rolled my eyes and looked at the text.

Come to Scotland Yard. It's important.

Lestrade

John walked in when I just got my scarf on.

"What are you doing? Got a case?"

"Going out, not sure. Come on and hurry up."

I left my flat with John in tow. I rushed outside only to see a cab just driving away. Someone was in a hurry. We waited for the next one and I started deducing the cabbie. Two wives, both know about each other. Both getting a divorce today. John paid, as always. I noticed someone just walked in before John and I did. They also got the lift before us, and walked into Lestrade's office before us. 'This a meeting. How fun.' I thought.