[Sherlock felt his wings fold in against his back, sinking slightly under the borrowed jacket. His expression didn't change, save perhaps for an almost closing of his eyes, but he was not turning to look at John. He caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, but that was all.
It was easier if he didn't look, easier if he removed himself as much as possible. Kept his mind on the simple facts, the logical progression of events. There was no need for emotion to enter into the equation. No reason to think about motives or loyalties.
What had happened had happened, and the dead were best remaining that way.
Still...
Still, John's question deserved an answer.]
I had my suspicions early on, but I was sure by the time the first assassin died. [How long? He could make an estimate.] Eighteen hours or so.
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It was easier if he didn't look, easier if he removed himself as much as possible. Kept his mind on the simple facts, the logical progression of events. There was no need for emotion to enter into the equation. No reason to think about motives or loyalties.
What had happened had happened, and the dead were best remaining that way.
Still...
Still, John's question deserved an answer.]
I had my suspicions early on, but I was sure by the time the first assassin died. [How long? He could make an estimate.] Eighteen hours or so.