typical Lestrade and Sherlock - superb all around.

>“This will lead to the roof,” Sherlock told him. “We can find a way down from there.”
climbing a ladder with a bad leg? I think I'd volunteer to stay on the ground and keep watch. :)

>“Can't you just not be afraid?” Sherlock asked.
"Can't you walk on your own, Sherlock?"
:)

when he said that one word meant a fear of falling to one's death, my Dresden muse said "I've got that too."


this was an enjoyable and fun to read fic.