Mystrade-ish

[brotherthine]

It is quite one thing, to steal a painting, or a bracelet, or even missile plans.

It is quite another to steal an actual person; a living, breathing human being with skin that can be bruised, veins that can be sliced open, and a body open to all kinds of abuse. To steal a painting is to incur a loss of property, to steal a person is to steal someone else's hopes, dreams ... perhaps even their will to keep going.

Now, Mycroft was not going to say to anyone that Gregory Lestrade was all that to him, but he would openly say this; whoever kidnapped Lestrade would not be leaving their long prison sentence with many parts at all, if any harm had come to him. Which was why he agreed to speak with the kidnappers himself -- because anyone who would harm Lestrade was going to be marked for later.

It also gave him a better idea of how to break Lestrade out of this boxed in warehouse, but first? The most important thing.

"Before we discuss payment, I want to see Gregory Lestrade." He stated to the first masked kidnapper. "Now."

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[crimogen]

[Bring kidnapped was not something Lestrade had on his bucket list, but here he was all the same - having been kidnapped. Needless to say, it hadn't been the most pleasant of experiences, but at least he wasn't dead. Which was probably the only good thing he could see in this situation. Besides that, though...

He tried not to think too much about what was going outside right now. He overheard that somebody had apparently come for him, which he assumed was somebody from the Met. God, the Met. That was going to be hell to deal with when if he got out of this situation in one piece.

While Lestrade was in his spot thinking, outside the kidnapper that Mycroft was talking to only let out a snort.]

You can see him once you make the payment, Mr. Holmes. Just be sure that you're holding up your end of the bargain, and we'll hold up ours.