This is great! The bit were Watson finally figures it out is really moving with 'Holmes' correcting him in his head, well written. :) The Tale of Two Cities reference in the title is perfect, combined with the part the physical copy plays in the story, love it. Thank you for writing.

So Watson is attempting to shake off pursuit without knowing the real danger. His instincts serve him well in this case.

Watson's deductive reasoning seems to need a push. Perhaps he will remember Holmes' adage; "When you have eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, no matter how improbable, must be the truth."

An interesting opening chapter that sets the scene very well. You paint a rather pathetic Watson in his grief. Very sorry for the old fellow. Perhaps he does need a few new books. They might cheer him up a little.

Liked this.

Very well-written. I thoroughly enjoyed this little deviation from canon. Thank you for all the time and effort that went into the creation of this fic.

D'awwwww. Holmes was worried. ! :)

The classic Mrs. Hudson bellow. That never gets old.

You've got him back, Watson.

So typical of Holmes to hide in plain sight.

Hang in there, Watson.

This is getting sticky.

Mycroft's going to get his ample butt kicked.

I'd be in bad mood if I couldn't find my copy, either.

Don't let Moran mess with you, Watson.