Sybille Smith and the Army doctor John Watson went out of the door of 221B Baker Street. They turned right toward to Baker đường phố, street station. John had promised to his sister Harry, short for Harriet that he will come on Boxing Day. This ngày was Boxing Day. Sybille accompaned him. She had no family anymore after a terrible road accident two years ago. Actually, she didn´t knew about her family drama and their furneral really, because she Mất tích her memories after a military truck driver drove over a land mine in Afghanistan where she was a năm ago. She jumped out of the truck in the very last moment...

John looked out of the window. He saw Mycroft Holmes on the street, withdrawing. Suddenly John´s tim, trái tim made a leap. On the other đường phố, street side was someone in a long dark coat, thick scarf and had dark hair. It wasn´t Sherlock, John´s first thought. It was his flatmate Sybille he mixed up her for a moment to his dead friend Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock´s brother Mycroft was already in his Jaguar. He couldn´t see her. The Squad team withdrawal vehicle bởi vehicle the busy Baker Street. Sybille stood on the other side of this đường phố, street and watched the happening like the other people who audienced...