Sherlock was a brilliant pickpocket and don't get him started on playing poker with the man. It just wasn't to be done.
However, Geoff Lestrade had never taken Sherlock's flat-mate and Doctor, possibly the man's only friend, as a cardsharp. The man's hands moved with a subtle ease he'd more than likely had long before he had invited him to start playing with him and a few of the others from the Met. John, as he'd asked to be called, shuffled the cards with deft movements and a predatory smirk on his face.
This was not going to be good.
