#🌿001 — shxlmes.🌿

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His   order   was   met   with   an   instant   jump   to   action;   the   quicker   he   finds   what   he   needs,   the   sooner   they   can   leave.   “One   of   the   nicer   ones?   Your   brother   pretty   much   runs   our   government,   can’t   you   make   sure   I   do   not   go   to   prison   at   all   for   this?”   If   this   was   the   gratitude   she’d   receive   for   helping   out   —   a   promise   to   make   her   possible   incarceration   comfortable   —   this   might   be   the   last   time   she   willingly   assists   in   one   of   the   cases.   And   so   to   cut   it   as   short   as   possible,   Molly   works   her   way   through   the   kitchen,   checking   any   cupboard,   counter   or   a   drawer   for   any   possible   leads,   making   sure   to   leave   everything   as   she   found   it.   If   Sherlock’s   not   going   to   ensure   her   freedom   in   case   they   get   caught,   she’s   going   to   have   to   do   it   herself, and step one is exactly as he implied; leave no evidence.   

"I wouldn't be too ashamed of it, there are plenty of people who tried it, failed, and ended up in Pentonville so I think you're already a far more successful criminal than them." Sherlock's tone is faintly playful - Probably not the most appropriate time to be making jokes but then again trespassing does wonders for putting him in good spirits. He sweeps into the flat as the door is opened, adjusting his gloves as he does so. "Oh, don't worry about him. Watson is following him and will alert us to any change in movement. However, all going well we have at least an hour." He moves towards the coffee table, leaning over to rifle through the magazine selection. "I'm looking for anything suspicious. In particular keys, photos, or even a code. Anything to link him back to the storage unit." He flicks through an issue of Playboy, brow lifting before tossing it to the side. "You start in the kitchen. Don't move anything around too much, make sure you keep the gloves on." Eyes glance to her, holding her in his gaze for a moment. "Don't look so nervous, Ms Hooper - If we get caught I'll ensure that you get placed in one of the nicer prisons."