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Meet Sherlock Holmes through the eyes of his fellow lodger once again... and meet both through the eyes of the Yard - especially those who saw them the most: Inspectors Lestrade, Gregson, and Bradstreet. From Montague Street to a supposedly straightforward case of smuggling in Cornwall, Scotland Yard saw more than the disconcerting and dazzling private detective: it also saw an admirable and steadfast British soldier who shared their need for justice. Doctor John Watson may call himself unremarkable, but the Yard would disagree...

Imagine a Holmes without his Boswell or, as is the case with the audiobook you will soon have to your ears, imagine a Holmes without the voice of Watson. Is there a difference? After all, we have learned about the great detective through that of his loyal companion, his dear friend and his Boswell. What might we be missing? Who else could tell of the great detective’s feats? Find out as today's best Sherlock Holmes authors tell stories from the various perspectives of the other cast of colorful characters and experience Holmes like never before as you go beyond Watson.

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Lestrade felt his heart fall through his rib-slats and hit the floor. “Bradstreet, please tell me you did not bring Mr. Holmes in while I was stark staring mad.” “What do you take me for? He came himself. Needed a clip of your hair.” “What in God's Teeth did he want with a clip of my hair?” Lestrade shouted.

Lestrade panted, getting to his feet as the gang of Cheathams fell back. “Right now I can think of worse things than rescue by an amateur detective.” “My dear Lestrade, we're simply ensuring the fight is fair.” Sherlock Holmes somehow dissuaded the truth of that by the way his lips were coiling up at the edges (without letting go of the pipe in his teeth). Perhaps it was because he was clearly in disguise as a seedy deckhand in Dutchman's sailing clothes.