The kidnap ploy
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Complete Thu, Jun 13, 201332m
Yeah, so basically I have a new obsession with the series of Sherlock and I have been spending far to many hours watching the episodes. So this is only a short story that actually occurred in a dream that I had and the story line is based on a dream I had a few weeks ago. I am considering doing a series of Sherlock stories that are based on the tv show( same story line ect) but with my character involved, anyway enjoy.
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