Chapter 3 - Who are You?

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Teresa's POV

I ring the doorbell and am met by an old lady. She must be the owner of Speedy's as it is right next to her place. Obviously in no way related to Sherlock. But wait, she's in a bad mood.

'Hello dearie, how may I help you?', she forces a smile onto her face, 'Are you a client?'.

'No ma'am, I'm just in need of some assistance. Ma'am, may I suggest that you better get that hip of yours checked by a doctor and please don't be in a bad mood, tea spills all the time'.

'Y-y.....you are just like him'

'I am sorry?'

'Please.....come in', she requested with a shocked face.

Sherlock's POV

She's coming up. The moment she comes in I try to make a few deductions.

Just arrived from the airport, late twenties.......nothing else? Impossible.

I see she's trying to do the same thing to me. She deduces too. She then looks to John.

'Hi, I'm John', he says standing up in respect.

'Yes, hi John. Was it Iraq....no maybe Afghanistan. A doctor in the military. Must've been quite scary for you'.

'No way....there's no way....why? How?'

She looks over to me.

'Why can't I deduce you Mr. Holmes?'

'I'm afraid I should ask you that question Ms. Turner'.

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