towards scotland yard

Towards Scotland Yard

 Sherlock was out again and John was left alone in the flat. Usually he liked slower days, they gave him some peace and quiet, but there had been a good too many of them lately. With Sherlock out so much doing God knows what, John had already begun to find himself getting bored. So why not? He had picked a few things up from Sherlock, and there was nothing better to do. He left the flat and began walking towards the Yard.