He kept walking down the sidewalk as he kept the perp in front of him, kicking his ankles if he wasn't keeping a good pace. He then turned his attention partially to his partner as she caught up. When the drunkard piped up and interrupted Elsa, he almost moved to do something, but was cut off by the sudden movement of her raising his arms in the cuffs. [color=39b54a]"Yeah, it was going pretty well. Until this asshole had to start something and remind me that there's still shits in the world."[/color] He said as he opened the door for her and the perp. The process of getting him into the books was easy as always, he'd been on file already, but now he'd be facing a bit more of a heavy cost this time around. After reversing the cuffs so they were at the front, he walked him into the cell where they kept several others waiting to be processed for court. [color=39b54a]"Have fun with that legal doctrine. And I'd avoid saying anymore you'll regret."[/color] Alden shot off at him with a smile, before walking out of the shared cell and made his way over to Mr. Barclay. [color=39b54a]"Alright, now that's out of the way, is there anything else you'd like me to get done before I go to working on this case?"[/color] Barclay shook his head, [color=8493ca]"Not really, things have been pretty quiet so far, though this new one you wrangled is the most news we've had of disturbance in the last few hours.[/color] Alden nodded and started up to the office. [color=39b54a]Let me know if you need anything, see you around.[/color] 

It was a minute or so later, he made his way up to the office trailing behind Elsa and opened the door for her. When she mentioned the barbarism Alden nodded, [color=39b54a]When working in this line, pulling drunks out of bars isn't too much of a big deal, this one was a bit more unique due to him pulling his brass knuckles out on me.[/color] He then smiled when she noticed his pistol wasn't standard issue. [color=39b54a]"Yeah, I'm not a fan of revolvers, so I requested something with a bit more heft, and something that was from the older days. Although, the .1911 the Americans carry look pretty nice as well."[/color] After saying that, he moved to sit in the comfy office chair. Pulling up a separate file and started reading through on some of the details.

Knocking out one of the cigarettes, he lit it as she asked her question on who he thinks did the stealing, and why it hadn't been more high priority for the British parliament. [color=39b54a]Well, from what I can gather, there's a few on the inside, that either... wanted to make some extra cash so handed it off, then held off any investigation after it had been reportedly stolen... Or there's a single person within the Embassy who was able to worm their way in and steal the list."[/color] he released a small cloud upward. [color=39b54a]"I have many questions and looking to do when we get there. But my money is on the group. Carrying out something like this, is usually a group effort, and one person waving off an investigation usually raises too many red flags.[/color] He said looking up to her. [color=39b54a]"What's your take on this?"[/color]