A New Dawn: A Sherlock Holmes Adventure (Broken And Beautiful Book 1)

The train is running late to begin with. That’s the first problem. And standing on a bustling, crowded platform with your rucksack on your back, two large carry cases and a bin bag full of other stuff that you now wish you hadn't deemed necessary to bring with you as you wait is far from fun. Especially when you are forced, with all your bags, to stand with your back rammed against the wall so that you will be out of other people’s way as much as possible. Though when a rather unpleasant smelling commuter-a dark brown haired, bearded man in his forties wearing a large, green puffa jacket with a blue rucksack on his back-takes to stand next to you, you shuffle along said wall a bit and look very much like an awkward hermit crab as you drag all your things with you. Unfortunately though said smelly commuter only takes that as you moving along to give him more room. And when he shuffles along with you, you just resign yourself to his presence and look up at the electronic sign instead, in the hope that your train might no longer be delayed but instead be arriving imminently on Platform 1. Of course though it’s still delayed. Such is your luck this evening. And so you have little choice but to go back to people watching and eavesdropping on any snatches of chatter that sound interesting, whilst you try to block out the smell of the man beside you. And needless to say it’s a relief when the train finally pulls in to the station.