Barney Killer| Wattys 2016

A couple weeks later

A/N: Whoop whoop finally going to publish the ending! This isn't it but im in the process of editing it. 😊 That is her outfit for the next couple parts Add some black vans and long leather coat.
"Beth" "Q it is" I rolled over to see the clock "6:30 in the pissing morning this better be good" "A reported sighting. A woman was seen dumping a costume in the bins round the back of Tesco. I am tracking the car the woman used" "wait let me call Lestrade wait he won't be up yet. How are you?" "Back to work now" "good" "she's near Torchwood. Parked outside" "text me the address" "are you" "I sleep with clean clothes next to my bed habit from my days in the orphanage. Call Lestrade at a respectful hour" "is this not a respectful hour" "no" I grabbed my keys and left a note on Johns laptop. I hopped on my bike and made my way to the hardware store which was where she was. There was no definitive proof of her involvement until Q text me:
Blood on Costume matches one of the victim's.
I fired up my ear piece "Q did you" "yes" "bloody hell" "well Lestrade said no team was going to the scene until 1pm by which time we would have lost the car" "fair point" I shrugged my shoulders "where are you?" He sounded confused "waiting for her" "but my tracker says your in her car" that explained why he was confused "yep" I said it like it was the most natural thing in the world "be gentle" "Excuse you but if you mess with my friends be hella prepared to face the consequences" "Beth I" "Shut up shes back if im not back on coms in 2 hours send a rescue party".

The woman had a Bellatrix style wig and a navy office suit and sat in the car, a rather nice Mercedes, without a care in the world. "Now are you going to tell me where my friend is or do I need more persuasive methods?" I was sat directly behind her allowing me to press the gun into her neck on persuasive methods. In the mirror I could see a sly smile creep its way on her face "why would I tell you" "well I have an information extraction team, two in fact, at my disposal. Or we could do this the easier way" I pressed my gun into her neck "I could show you" She looked at me over the top of her sunglasses. I have no back up and no idea what could happen. Let's do it.

"Fine. I'll sit shot gun to draw less attention" i shifted over into the seat and placed my gun under my thigh. We sat in silence for most of the trip, until I realized I should tell Q what was going on. "Q im not being kidnapped" "well that's a relief. Haven't heard from you for lets say an hour" "Yep code 5" I had asked Q to find out where the sat nav was going "right destination is oh dear she's not using a sat nav" "Shit. Keep tracking and I'll alert you of my arrival"