As Natalie and I sat silently in the black taxi driving us around the silence got a bit too much.
"Where you girls hedin'" The taxi driver asked out of pure curiosity.
"Heading" Natalie mumbled to herself and I shot her a disapproving look.
"Pardon, ma'am" The driver almost yelled over the screaming radio.
"Could you turn that noise down!" I almost screamed in the young drivers face. Natalie and I looked at each other, it was his first day on the job. we had both noticed the small tremor in his hand, the tapping of his nails and the fine beads of sweat at his young scalp.
"First day?" we questioned, two voices were better than one in this situation. He nodded and looked out of the taxi as it slowed to a halt.
"Here you are girls, 225 Baker street." The young guy smiled and winked at the two new residents of the already famous street and drove off without requesting a payment.
"Why are we here Emily?" Natalie questioned me. Natalie studied me for a moment taking in what I was wearing for clues, Black boots, black jeans and a white blouse with a black leather jacket. I wasn't out to impress someone but I was looking better than usual.
"I told you Nat, I have a surprise!" I looked and studied her back. Black pumps, blue jeans, a coral blouse and a blazer. Finally focusing back on the real world I held out to Natalie a key.
"Welcome home, Flat mate." I winked at her and she screamed running over to hug me.
"No. Way!" She yelled as she hugged me tighter. Running to the door she bust the key in the lock and ran upstairs. I followed after her, not focusing on crossing the street, and bumped into a man who was quite tall and in a long black coat.
"Sorry!" I said as I lifted my head to meet his gaze. He was young, I could tell by the lack of a receding hairline and the musk he wore. Un-employed sort of, no designated clothing for work his shirt was folded earlier by the look of the creases so he had to wear them very often, not that I was complaining, but they are not the kind of shirts you would wear for a job. He must be in a casual job. Shoes, shined. His 'job' wasn't taken lightly. Ex smoker too, the yellow marks between his fingers were fading but still visible. He lived close, His coat was warm so it must have been inside for a while, he had just left the house.
"No, entirely my fault" The man looked down on me
"Emily," I tried to keep the conversation flowing "Me and my friend Natalie have just moved in a few doors down" He smiled down on me
"Lovely to meet you, must dash" and with that he was gone.
I Wandered slowly into our new home and the landlady was there to meet me with Natalie by her side.
"Okay so I'm going to set a few ground rules. One, No fires. Two, If I find any body parts in that fridge you leave. Three, any shooting of the wall will come out of your rent. Four, decorate all you like but NO spray painting. Especially yellow smiley faces." The puzzled looks on mine and my flat mates face must have made her realise how utterly bazaar her requests were "I'm Miss Hudson and you can find me at 221a just down the road" She smiled then shut the door behind her.
"So..." Natalie asked me as exited as a new puppy. The room is just up the stairs and I motioned to her to go ahead. I had been here recently. I had got some interior designers to come make the place look nice. Me and Nat were signed to a three year freelance contract with Scotland Yard so I had to make it homely. As Natalie opened the snow white door the room opened into a massive pure space. Floral wallpaper hung on the wall with massive pin boards nailed on for us to hang up case files and leads so we didn't ruin the wall like we did in the last apartment. In all seriousness what we were doing there wasn't strictly legal but we worked around it. A brown sofa with two matching armchairs sat in front of a stone fireplace, Electric, there was no gas in the air to suggest otherwise. A large archway in the wall lead to an open plan kitchen diner made with marble sides and country style white cupboards.
"Oh, Em it's amazing!" Natalie whispered to me in awe of the new room.
"And that is not all!" I said smugly. "We are in proximity of Scotland Yard... We got the job!" We both screamed at the top of our lungs and collapsed into the new sofa. Suddenly my phone sprang into life as a soft melody played through the room "Emily. Yes. Yes. Greg. Okay. Reception. Can do. See you soon. Bye. Yup. Bye." I hung up and turned to face my new flat mate. "We got a case!" We jumped up.
"Here is to leaving the past behind" Natalie suggested and we hugged it out. "Let's go call a cab" She grabbed me by the wrist and slammed the door behind us.
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