"'Am dining at Goldini's Restaurant, Gloucester Road, Kensington. Please come at once and join me there. Bring with you a jimmy, a dark lantern, a chisel, and a revolver. S. H.'
It was a nice equipment for a respectable citizen to carry through the dim, fog-draped streets."-BRUC
John
I learned quickly that questions directed at Sherlock were futile unless he had given express permission that they could be posed. Armed with this knowledge, when I received a text informing me to bring a flashlight, crowbar, chisel, and my army-issue gun to an Italian place on Gloucester Road, I didn't even think of sending back an inquiring reply, nor did I hesitate to follow his odd instructions, just stuffed the required things in my coat and headed out.
I could only hope that no watchful police officer would pay much attention to the odd bulge in my jacket.