She stays leaning against him the whole way to Scotland Yard, allowing herself the comfort, because chances are this is going to be a fight in one way or another, and she might as well gather her strength, because she's going to need it.
They all converge on Scotland Yard at the same time, Joan and Beard, Sherlock, and Rebecca. Joan briefly fills Sherlock and Rebecca in on what they know, particularly what's on the tape. Rebecca looks horrified and like she's about to be sick. Sherlock has his jaw set, an expression of sublimated fury Joan recognizes, common in circumstances of kidnapping, which Sherlock abhors.
Together they burst into the Yard, and cut a swath through underlings until the lieutenant Joan and Sherlock have worked with appears. At that point Joan gives them the tape and the photographs, and Sherlock provides a list of people who own that van in white and live within a certain distance. The lieutenant has little choice but to trigger an official investigation, which quickly traces Ted's phone. It can only trace it to a neighborhood, but within that neighborhood was a man who owned this sort of white van. Turner Chapman even had a record stemming from a violent fight over football.
At this point the Yard stops dicking around. They call in the SWAT team, and Joan and company race to meet them down the street from the house. When they get there Joan goes up to the leader of the team.
"I'm going in with you."
"Ma'am..."
"That wasn't a question. I am going in. I'm a trained doctor, and I know the victim. God knows what he's been through, but when you find him, I will be there."
The man looks her up and down. Then calls over another member.
"Get her a bulletproof vest."
They surround the house, Joan following one of the rear team members. They look in and identify a male in the house as Turner Chapman. At the signal they burst in and the man is quickly neutralized. The team fans out, searching the house for Ted, calling "CLEAR" at each empty room.
"Where is he!" they demand of Turner, but the man only laughs maniacally.
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Date: 2021-07-04 05:10 am (UTC)They all converge on Scotland Yard at the same time, Joan and Beard, Sherlock, and Rebecca. Joan briefly fills Sherlock and Rebecca in on what they know, particularly what's on the tape. Rebecca looks horrified and like she's about to be sick. Sherlock has his jaw set, an expression of sublimated fury Joan recognizes, common in circumstances of kidnapping, which Sherlock abhors.
Together they burst into the Yard, and cut a swath through underlings until the lieutenant Joan and Sherlock have worked with appears. At that point Joan gives them the tape and the photographs, and Sherlock provides a list of people who own that van in white and live within a certain distance. The lieutenant has little choice but to trigger an official investigation, which quickly traces Ted's phone. It can only trace it to a neighborhood, but within that neighborhood was a man who owned this sort of white van. Turner Chapman even had a record stemming from a violent fight over football.
At this point the Yard stops dicking around. They call in the SWAT team, and Joan and company race to meet them down the street from the house. When they get there Joan goes up to the leader of the team.
"I'm going in with you."
"Ma'am..."
"That wasn't a question. I am going in. I'm a trained doctor, and I know the victim. God knows what he's been through, but when you find him, I will be there."
The man looks her up and down. Then calls over another member.
"Get her a bulletproof vest."
They surround the house, Joan following one of the rear team members. They look in and identify a male in the house as Turner Chapman. At the signal they burst in and the man is quickly neutralized. The team fans out, searching the house for Ted, calling "CLEAR" at each empty room.
"Where is he!" they demand of Turner, but the man only laughs maniacally.