Luckily, the shop wasn't too far. They made it there within five minutes. When they arrived, Sherlock was the first to enter, but...
No one was in the shop.
He glanced around carefully, leaning over the counter to look further, his brow beginning to crease with the wait. He looked down by his hand, where there was a little bell with a small sign that read, Ring bell for service. So he rang it.
Thirty seconds passed with no answer.
"Could be a trap," Sherlock whispered to John, before he spoke up, using the meager voice he often did for his ploys. "Anyone here? I-I need some meat for my shop!"
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No one was in the shop.
He glanced around carefully, leaning over the counter to look further, his brow beginning to crease with the wait. He looked down by his hand, where there was a little bell with a small sign that read, Ring bell for service. So he rang it.
Thirty seconds passed with no answer.
"Could be a trap," Sherlock whispered to John, before he spoke up, using the meager voice he often did for his ploys. "Anyone here? I-I need some meat for my shop!"