November 2nd, 1894 — Skull & Scalpel; London
The club being right across from St. Mungos made it an ideal place to grab a meal after work. It had been a long day and he was looking forward to unwinding. Thankfully, he had no social obligations or events in the evening. He was planning to relax this weekend and catch up on some much needed leisure reading. And there was no time like the present!Sitting at one of the tables with stew and a mug of ale, Richard turned the pages of The Memoirs of Sherlock Holmes. It was looking to be a relaxing evening indeed though it would not be long before acquaintances were likely to spot him. His connection to others in the medical field had only grown tenfold since becoming hospital director.

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