Five - Reena
Lestrade cleared his throat uncomfortably, sensing a problematic situation.
"Where's Sherlock?" he asked eventually, as he and John took their seats.
"What is that to you? Do you think I am incapable of walking around London without him? I'm not his dog, if you haven't realised!"
"Right, of course, I apologise. So John, what can I help you with?" backing off a little, he leaned back in his chair.
He'd never seen John like this before.
John took a deep breath and answered, "It's Mycroft – Sherlock's brother."
An enigmatic look crossed Lestrade's face, which quickly changed to a puzzled expression, "Ah, I don't…"
"Let me explain, Lestrade, he's gone missing! Simply disappeared – vanished! He has no end of enemies, and he could be in danger…we must find him!"
"Sorry, John, back up – since when does Sherlock have a brother?"
John's jaw dropped. "What? I'm talking about Mycroft! You've met him – several times! Lestrade, what's going on? Check your files…he practically is the British government!"
Lestrade incredulously pushed back his chair and opened a filing cabinet drawer. Taking out an enormous folder, he flicked through to 'Holmes'.
"I am afraid, John, that there is no such man in our records. You must have made a mistake." John was now fuming. He sprang from his chair, indignant and furious.
"Okay!" he shouted, "Alright! Play your little game! I don't care! I will find Mycroft – and I'll find him myself!" so saying, he turned on his heel and walked out of the office, shocked beyond belief.
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