She kept her eyes closed as she saw him in his usual uniform

"How are you?" he said as he moved into a white room, or so she saw him

"You have nothing to do with me," she answered, but he smiled and tilted his head. "I released Rachel for you. Don't I deserve a word of thanks?"

"You mean release her when you feel your card lower!" I corrected him in a sarcastic tone, but he stood up and straightened his black shirt collar. "What do you think of a truce?"

"What do you want from me, Watson?" I asked, but he disappeared as suddenly as he had appeared...