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‘The broad had gams as tall as the Hoover Dam.’

‘John. Stop it.’ Sherlock flattened himself against the cold brick wall with a pistol loaded and ready.

‘She was deadly, like a clip joint full of rattlesnakes,’ John drawled from a tight jaw. He tipped the brim of his hat low over his eyes.

‘Really, now?’ Sherlock glanced back. ‘This is a serious investigation.’

‘Her name was trouble. The kind that walked around in stilettos and wasn’t afraid to kick a fella right in the unmentionables. The broad didn’t have a lick of sense but she sure had the spondulix to hire a sleuth.’

‘What’s gotten into you?’ Sherlock took a swift peek around the corner.

‘Lucky for her, the greatest private dick in town was on the job, along with his faithful assistant Doctor Long John.’

‘In town?’

‘The greatest private dick in the world was on the job.’

‘No more detective movies, John. They’re no good. You’ve gone all doolally.’

‘He also had the best privates and the greatest dick.’

Sherlock blinked in confusion for a moment, took a peek around the wall again. ‘That makes no sense but you may proceed, and once we’ve caught this grifter we’re going home. I’ll let you investigate the greatest private dick in the world if you play your cards right, baby.’