Mycroft had to do a good bit of dirty work when starting in the government. For some reason, he ended up in Afghanistan meeting with various regiments for a job his superiors swore was necessary.
John doesn’t think he’s ever seen anyone wear a suit as well as this ginger-James-Bond bloke. Especially not in a desert.
Much to John’s dismay, Mr. Holmes leaves just as quickly as he arrived, but when, years later, he encounters the name Holmes again, he decides that maybe he will go see the lunatic’s flat after all.
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