This Sherlock & Joan fotografia contains
traje de passeio, terno de negócio, rua, cena da cidade, ajuste urbano, cenário urbano, cena de rua, cidade, urbana definindo, farda, regimentais, and uniforme.
There might also be
mosquete, vestido de batalha, coat box, and casaco de caixa.
Joan sat in the interview waiting for Gregson and sino to show up. She couldn't help but wonder where Sherlock could have gone. He didn't have anyone left to help him. He was alone. The door opened and Gregson came in. 'How could you let this happen? I thought Sherlock was your... i don't know friend?.' 'It wasn't my decision.' 'Your the captain. Everything that happens gets run por you first.' 'And is then reported to the chief of police, who makes the final call.' 'Why didn't you tell him that Sherlock wouldn't do such a thing?.' Gregson said nothing. 'He doesn't know about Sherlock does he?.' 'No...
Sherlock got woke in the middle of the night por the guards switching on the lights, He had just nodded off. 'Holmes.' He looked round and saw Gregson standing at the bars. 'Captain, what...' 'No time, you need to come with us.' He opened the cell. Sherlock could tell he was panicking. 'What's wrong?.' 'Somethings happened, we need you.' Sherlock knew when he withheld information it was personal to someone. 'Captain, just tell me.' 'Joan's gone.'
Sherlock sat in the back of the car and looked down at his ring, Gregson manage to pursued the guard to let him have it back. He kept twirling it round his...