mystery · detective · partnership · london · investigation · after hours · library · thriller · bromance · clue hunting
The evening was quiet as Sherlock and I approached the library, keys cold in my palm. We slipped inside after hours, the door groaning shut behind us. Darkness pooled between the shelves, broken only by faint moonlight. I hesitated, letting my eyes adjust, while Sherlock stood motionless, already dissecting the silence.