(Mycroft is standing by the window in his office. Lestrade enters.)

"Mr. Holmes. May I speak with you briefly?"

"I don't recall scheduling any meetings with you, DI Lestrade. To what do I owe the unexpected pleasure?"

"It's about the recent string of killings. I'm sure you've heard…pushed off a building, six exactly the same."

"And what do you expect me to know of the matter?"

"Mr. Holmes, I simply wished to clear up a certain matter with you. Moriarty."

"Moriarty was a fake, wasn't he? You and Sergeant Donovan made sure that was well known."

"Yes, well, if Moriarty was real. If there was a criminal mastermind behind Sherlock's…Sherlock's…"

"Yes?"

"Sir, I have to ask. Did you kill Sebastian Moran?"

"No. Did you, Lestrade?"

"Wha-No!"

"Why ever not? He was a wanted criminal. He and his master led to the demise of perhaps the greatest detective this world has ever seen. I know you cared for him. I know you respected him. Now tell me, why is it that, two years ago, Sebastian Moran was still at large to wreak such havoc?"

"Sir, are you trying to imply that your brother…that any of this was my fault? Because I must protest-"

"I'm not implying anything. Simply making a suggestion. Your stupidity has costed this world more dearly than it can bear to pay. Do not make the same mistake again."

"What are you saying, Mr. Holmes?"

"I'm saying you failed before. 'Someone,' has been kind enough to relieve your error. I suggest you leave Moran's case at its successful conclusion and don't waste your time. Am I clear?"

"But Sir, Moran was killed be someone. As were six other men."

"And every one of those six men deserved to die five times over. If you cannot get that through your head, I suggest you leave now and stop wasting my time."

"Yes, Sir. But…Mr. Holmes. When you say 'someone'-"

"I mean precisely what I say, Detective Inspector. My secretary will show you out."