Becoming Sherlock
A/N- This is the first in a series of 221b one shots depicting stories of how the man became the Brilliant Consulting Detective. Each story stands alone and is not necessarily in chronological order.
Chapter One – Clothes Make the Man
Sherlock hurried down the side street in Whitechapel. Surrounding him were shops displaying used merchandize and items of questionable origin. It was a cold day and he shivered in his lightweight jacket. He was about to enter a pawn shop when something in the shop opposite caught his eye.
In the window was a coat. It was wool, had sleek lines, and though obviously not new, was in excellent repair. Sherlock pushed the door to the shop open.
"May I help you?" The shop attendant politely asked.
"I would like to try on that coat. Please." Sherlock said.
"Oh, isn't it lovely? We just got it in this morning. The man said he was moving to Florida and wouldn't need it. It's a vintage classic."
Sherlock slipped into the coat. It fit like a glove. He pursed his lips and turned about gazing at his reflection. His hands dipped into the pockets checking the condition of the inner lining and felt a small rectangle. He pulled it out and revealed a small business card.
Bertram Hudson Investments
Marylebone
242 Edgware Road
London W2 1DS
He dropped the card back into the pocket and his hands automatically rose to the collar and flipped it up. He opened the coat and looked at the label neatly stitched inside the front and smiled, Belstaff.