The cops carry him out and to a first aid station, one of them barking on the radio that they need EMTs. They sit Ted down, staying with him to steady him. He can doubtless hear Turner screaming and cursing as he's dragged out of the interrogation room.
Then Sherlock is there, crouched in front of him, his expression one of alarm and concern and guilt.
"Talk to me," he says, searching the man's face, looking for signs of mental compromise.
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Date: 2021-07-11 10:31 pm (UTC)Then Sherlock is there, crouched in front of him, his expression one of alarm and concern and guilt.
"Talk to me," he says, searching the man's face, looking for signs of mental compromise.