Sherlock was positive their victim had been wearing a tie, but the offending accessory was nowhere to be found. He had scoured the surrounding area, but to no avail. "Do you think the murderer has it?" John asked, shivering a bit in the chilly breeze coming off the Thames.
"No, I doubt it, there's no reason for him to keep it, unless it could be used as incriminating evidence. Which it might, we won't know until we find it." The detective poked and prodded at one of the many apps on his phone, though John couldn't see the relevance. In fact, he couldn't even see the "unmissable" evidence that there had even BEEN a tie in the first place...
"I'm sure it'll turn up eventually," he said without thinking, giving Sherlock a consoling pat on the shoulder. The taller man stiffened in his stance with a sharp intake of breath.
"JOHN," he hissed, "Do you want us to solve this case or not?" At the doctor's confused expression, he extrapolated, "You've just doomed us as badly as saying 'break a leg' or 'Macbeth' on opening night of a play!"
John frowned at the accusation, never having pegged Sherlock as the superstitious type.
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(And no, I don't think Sherlock would actually be superstitious, but I couldn't think of anything else to do with this prompt. Boo.)
