trashchildren | For Joan

"Don't I know it," Harry agrees. "Anyway, I just wanted to deliver these, and..." He reaches into a pocket and pulls out a business card that reads Leverage Consulting & Associates, placing it on the table as well. "If you need help with something a little bit outside the scope of the law."

He knows Holmes himself sometimes nudges at those boundaries. They're pretty selective about the jobs they take, but offering up some assistance here and there should be doable.

Sherlock picks up the business card and nods. "As I am sure you are aware, my partner and I often operate a little bit outside the scope of the law. If I may I would like to offer our services as well, in gratitude for this information. It is greatly appreciated." He nods toward the bedroom door. "If you can stay for a moment, I'm certain Miss Watson and Mr. Lasso would like to offer their thanks as well."

"Of course," Harry answers. He's glad they could also establish this connection. "We're happy to help. And Parker was really excited about getting a London trip," he mentions off-handedly. It does not necessarily occur to him that 'Parker' is a rather legendary name in certain circles, of one of the best thieves in the business.

Meanwhile Ted is helping Joan into the wheelchair so they can go join them.

Sherlock's eyebrows rise slightly. He is familiar with the name, having heard it on the lips of other thieves he's encountered, usually with some degree of awe. Interesting.

Joan is able to move into the wheelchair fairly well. She's tempted to say they should just walk into the living room, but she knows that would be pushing it.

Once Ted and Joan make their way into the living room, Harry gets to his feet with a smile.

"Ms Watson, Mr Lasso, good to meet you," he greets politely. "My name's Harry Wilson. I assume you heard at least some of that?"

"It's nice to meet you," Joan responds with a smile as she does much the same evaluation Sherlock did, only less conspicuously. "I heard you have information on Rupert?"

Ted nods and smiles, though he intends to do more listening than talking for this part. And not just because he just woke up - he has very little he wants to say about Rupert.

"Yes, indeed," Harry answers, gesturing to the table. "I informed Mr. Holmes here about everything. I used to work for a company that represented him back in the day, so I've given the police everything related to the plane crash, and it should go a long way in getting him convicted."

"I see," she says, looking at the documents spread over the table. She glances up at Ted. "Can you help me onto the couch?" she asks quietly. Then she looks back at Harry. "Can we get you something to drink? Maybe some tea?"

"Sure, thank you!" Harry accepts, sitting back down, while Ted makes sure Joan gets to the couch safely, and then sits down next to her.

"I'm glad to see you're recovering," Harry says to both of them, respectfully. He doesn't want to be overly familiar, but it did sadden him to hear Mannion had hurt someone else - but he's glad it wasn't fatal this time.

Once Ted is sitting next to her, Joan takes his hand and threads their fingers together, giving it a squeeze. She knows that hearing things about Rupert and the terrible things he's done isn't easy for him. Meanwhile, Sherlock gets up and heads to the kitchen to make tea.

"Thank you," she says. "Did the news make it to America?"

Clearly he's newly arrived from the US, and Joan's curious whether he got his information from the news or from another source.

At least Ted doesn't think today will bring any surprises about additional stuff. From what he overheard, it seemed to be mostly just documentation about what they already suspected. But he still appreciates Joan's comfort.

"Not widely, no, but the people I work with keep track of a lot of stuff," Harry answers. "And Mannion was on our list of people to keep track of."

"This isn't the first time his reputation has preceded him," she remarks. "Are you familiar with Jamie Moriarty?"

She'd be surprised if he wasn't, considering how deep the strands of Moriarty's web run.

"Um. Only by name," he answers, frowning curiously. "Not really my area. My clients were mostly rich businessmen, and now my clients are.. people who have been screwed over by rich businessmen."

Ted nods in approval at that. Sounds like a good career change to make.

Joan agrees with Ted. She's all too familiar with seeking redemption and paying penance, and as much as one can go overboard with it, it can also be a good thing, both for the world and for your own peace of mind.

"Moriarty was the one who pointed us in Rupert's direction," Joan explains, intentionally leaving out the details. "She also said she couldn't deal with him directly, although she wasn't clear why."

"Well, probably for much the same reason it would've been pointless for us to come forward with this evidence before now. He was simply too powerful, no one would touch him," Harry answers. "Actually, by putting yourselves in harm's way, you may have helped a lot more people than you know. There's potential for a lot of cases to be reopened as a result of this, not just this one. And there's a lot of people who want to make sure that the risk you guys two took won't be in vain."

Ted hadn't really considered the big picture in that way. Perhaps because, really, he knew very little about Rupert's business, beyond what he'd done to those handful people. But if he was capable of doing that, just to maintain his own power and wealth, it makes sense he's hurt a lot more people...

Ted squeezes Joan's hand a bit. He hadn't expected to feel emotional during this - well, not for these reasons, anyway.

Joan glances at Ted and leans warmly against him for a moment, squeezing his hand back. The two of them have suffered so much because of Rupert. It's nice knowing all that suffering hasn't been in vain. That they have likely protected some people and gotten justice for others.

"I'm glad he won't hurt anybody else," Joan says softly.

Ted nods in agreement with Joan. He doesn't really know what to say. Rare for him, but he doesn't feel right cracking jokes right now.

Harry smiles softly, not saying anything for the moment either, and then Sherlock returns with the tea.

"Thank you so much," he says, accepting the tea. "I'm heading back to the states soon, but if there's anything I can help with when it comes to legal advice or about this case in the next few days, I'd be happy to help."

Sherlock also brings a glass of water (without bubbles) for Ted, knowing the man's opinions on tea.

Joan takes her own cup and sips carefully. Her hands are more steady, but she doesn't want to chance spilling hot tea on herself.

Sherlock sits and takes his own cup.

"What trouble awaits those at your former company?" Sherlock asks before drinking. "If they were aware of Mr. Mannion's activities, surely there is at the very least obstruction charges."

Ted smiles in thanks to Sherlock - he's not sure he knows how Ted doesn't like tea, but he appreciates it. (He was rather preoccupied when Joan told Sherlock the other day.)

"At least," Harry agrees. "One or two of them might even go down with conspiracy to murder charges, if we're lucky. Then again, as a law firm, they obviously have pretty good lawyers, so we'll see."

Joan is happy that Sherlock remembers and goes out of his way to accommodate Ted's preference.

"What about you?" Joan asks softly. "Will you get in trouble?"

"I never worked for Mannion, no," Harry answers. He pauses. "Though maybe don't mention my name if anyone asks you where you got these," he adds, gesturing to the documents on the table. It's not that they can't come up with a reasonable explanation for why he would have them and would be able to give them out, but he'd rather they didn't have to. "My friends are pretty good at making sure we don't get in trouble. Or, at least, getting us out of trouble."

"We never reveal our sources," Sherlock says. "Your secret is safe with us."

"I take it your friends do things like this all the time?" Joan queries. "Just in regards to your former firm? Or for other groups as well?"

"Not just my former firm," Harry answers. "Much like yourselves, we take on jobs where our skills are put to best use, whether it's because no one else can help, or there's particular deadline, or there's some kind of personal connection."

He sips his tea for a second, and nods approvingly at it. "One of my first jobs, we took down a casino owner who was evicting people from their family homes through a variety of illegal methods that it was very hard to catch him on. We got his license revoked, their people their houses back with the loans paid off, and got the neighborhood historical status. It's very rewarding work." He's not telling the story to brag - just to illustrate the kind of stuff they do, and why they do it.

Sherlock is duly impressed. He despises people who take advantage of others like that, ruining their lives for the sake of profit without a second thought.

"How do you come about your cases?" he asks. "Are you hired? Or do you spend time identifying situations where your services would be helpful?"

"Sometimes they contact us, yeah, but we don't take payment," Harry answers. "Sometimes we get tips from contacts, or one of the team members bring something. And Hardison has a computer program that looks specifically for stuff like that."

Again: another name that might be slightly mythical in the right circles, but this time as a hacker, not a thief.

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