John looked again at Sherlock. The younger man looked back, then nodded.

"My brother's house." He said eventually. Suddenly he frowned. "He enlisted the help of Counter Terrorism Command, surely wouldn't have been involved…."

"Very unlikely." John agreed. "If they were in on it, they would have brought back up to Camden. It's more likely he used them to put Dimmock and the lesser thugs in the frame."

Glancing at his companions he continued, "I believe they will accept that Sherlock has escaped London with our help, and will wish to be left in peace."

"We can ask for police protection until the gangs are rounded up." Greg added. "That would be expected."

Mrs Hudson settled herself into her chair.

"I'm staying here." She stated firmly. "It will be safe enough I'm no threat to anyone…."

"That's 'cause they don't know you Mrs H." John grinned "Right, we'll move the stuff we can't take into storage in 221C…."

"…..then we'll pull the five card trick." The octogenarian finished for him.

"Five card…..?"

"One by one the five of us will leave the building; you'll be given routes to take. All except Mrs H will return via the back door to collect our bags."

"And," Mrs Hudson explained. "You buy time to get away- anyone watching will expect you to come back."