Dr. John Watson: I'm definitely going to kill you.Sherlock Holmes: Oh, please. Killing me, that's so two years ago.
I'm the widow of a drug dealer, I own property in central London, and, for the last bloody time, John, I'm not your housekeeper.
Did we just break into a military base to investigate a rabbit?
Memories can resurface. Wounds can reopen. The roads we walk have demons beneath, and yours have been waiting for a very long time.