[Mycroft's lips twisted into the faintest of smirks, before he turned to the lead kidnapper.]

Your money is in the satchel behind the door. You have ... [He lifted his arm, showing off his expensive Cartier watch.] Five minutes, before this place is swarming with MET officers. I suggest you take that time to leave. Swiftly.

[He kept the kidnapper's gaze.] Because if the MET does not find you, I will.