This one is for KCS who asked a perfectly reasonable concern.
"Your best friend?!"
I believe I could be forgiven for the incredulous tone in my voice. Mycroft looked similarly skeptical.
Watson merely nodded sadly.
Finally I found my voice. "Alright. If you were such chums, why did he try to kill you in a dark alley not so long ago?"(1)
Watson looked even more miserable. "He says he didn't; those were just his father's men. He says that he came to England just to meet me; he never meant to hurt me."
"He says." I said, looking keenly at him.
Watson nodded, still a trifle pale. "I don't know whether to believe him or not. But…"
"There's a better way out of this." Mycroft's words made me look up. He jerked a thumb over his shoulder at the younger Lambert.
"You think he'll talk?" I said skeptically.
Mycroft smiled. "Yes, he will Sherlock." Then seeing my expression he added "Trust me, I know how younger brothers are."
Behind me I heard Watson hastily stifle a laugh.
Yup, this was her question