Regardless of differences, we strive shoulder to shoulder...Teamwork can be summed up in five short words: "We believe in each other."

-Author Unknown

As I went through my closet, I soon realized how long it had been since I had done any exercise. The running suit was tighter than I remembered against my middle, but would have to do. I smiled as I muttered, "At least my running shoes still fit."

When I approached the shop, I saw that a window washer was using a large squeegee to wipe down the windows. I was not surprised, as I was always keenly aware of the tidiness of the bookbinder's shop, inside and out. But when the worker turned, I was surprised to see that it was Harris himself. I walked around the car trying to conceal my amazement. Sherlock would not have missed such a thing.

"Good morning," he said cheerfully, apparently oblivious to the heavy fog that limited visibility. He wore nondescript, grey sweat pants and a hooded top that had obviously seen many morning workouts. On his head was a tight-fitting navy blue stocking cap that gave him the look of a prizefighter going to the gym. On his feet were the ever-present worn leather sandals.

I felt somewhat overdressed in my multi-colored, hi-tech fabric suit, but if he noticed my discomfort, he did not mention it. He put his squeegee, bucket and towel inside the door, closed it with assurance, turned and said with enthusiasm, "Let's shove off!"

"Great, where are we going?"

"To the university boathouse on the river. They are expecting us."

I grew more concerned. "Isn't it a little foggy for pleasure boating?"

He said with a wink, "Who said anything about pleasure?"

What was I getting myself into and what were my options for getting out of it? I opened my car's passenger side door for him. I was somewhat concerned about him lowering himself into the car but he sat down with ease. As I climbed in my side, I became aware that he was not entirely comfortable in the vehicle. He searched for the seat belt and when it was fastened, gripped both armrests with an unusually firm determination.

He caught my glance. "I have almost always walked when I needed to get somewhere. But we need to be there on time, so please drive on, my charioteer."