Sherlock was guided into the chair by the guard and was left. He scanned the room in the search for clues as to who his kidnappers were. The cell door opened and a confident middle aged man and a younger nervous man entered carrying a folder brimming with paper.

"Now I guess your wonder-"

"Oh I know why I'm here" interrupted Sherlock "you want me to answer questions on whatever is in that folder, am I right?"

The man forced smile

"Open the file for him" the young man did as he was instructed and placed several photos of different people and locations

"What do you make of this, Mr Holmes?" the older man asked studying the detective's face

Sherlock glanced at the photos

"They mean nothing to me" Sherlock said "what I want to kno-"

"I bet you want to know a lot of things Mr Holmes, but we know you recognise these people; we know what a lonely childhood you had only having your older brother and a mangy mutt to call friends. We know about your drug addiction, nasty habit I wonder how your dear mother and father would react to find you had overdosed? We know about your pretty friend in the labs, shame if someone went in and damaged that pretty face of hers?

"Don't you dare hurt her!" Sherlock shouted trying to get up but his hands were tied to the chair

"And who's going to stop me you? Or john your boyfriend he's a lot like a dog isn't he? Blinding loyal, maybe that's why you choose him" the man got up and walked over to Sherlock and whispered "one word, Sherlock, and your loyal dog will be put out of its misery. Do you understand?"

"Yes" Sherlock said in a small voice

"So I'll ask you again Mr Holmes, tell us what you know of these people"

Sherlock looked at the grainy photos of people and locations. It was then that he realised what they wanted

"Oh that's cleaver, stupid and reckless, but somewhat cleaver"

"What?" the younger man asked

"You want to take these people out presumably for the fact that they are your rivals and oh you are dealing with some very dangerous people" he said the last part almost gleefully

"Tell us what you know" the older man said through gritted teeth

"The woman on the right is Irene Adela. She is clever and has a lot of connections in many different countries. She doesn't appear twice unless there is something she really wants"

"What about the man?" the older man asked pointing to the photo

"His man is Moriarty. He is a criminal master mind. He's unpredictable and knows how to dispose of people he doesn't like in a lot of different ways."

Both men seemed to process this information

"Have you meet with these people?" the younger man asked

"Yes" said Sherlock remembering the swimming pool and the aeroplane full of the dead.

The older man looked up at Sherlock as he said this "how many times have you meet these people?"

"A few times, you want me to get rid of these people for you" said Sherlock piecing it all together "you wanted to see how much I knew"

The men smiled at Sherlock "that's exactly what we want you to do."

"Fine let's talk terms" said Sherlock

"Terms? I'm sorry but if I remember correctly we're the free ones and you're the one who's tied to the chair"

"I want john with me" Sherlock said ignoring what the man had just said

"Ah no john is our bargaining chip" the man smiled

"But they will know something is wrong if I show up without john and I'm no good at being tortured"

"Well you're going to have to be aren't you? If you slip up or if any of the targets know that you were sent to kill them, then john will be put down like the mangy dog he is."

He motioned to the guards to take Sherlock out.