'Did you catch them?'
'Of course sir.'
'Were your methods effective?'
'Yes they are alive.'
'What about the rest of them?'
'Half their forces were lost at the institution but some instrumental figures were obtained.'
A deep chuckle sounds.
'Excellent.'
Mr Collings gets up to leave.
'Oh Mr Collings, do tell what you will do with those you caught in Big Ben?'
James Collings turns with a glint in his eye.
'Phase two of extermination sir.'
The gentlemen sat in his armchair bellows a laugh and continues until Collings has left the room.
'The Purple Predator will learn what real power is soon enough.'
And with that the gentlemen lifts his whisky to lips.
'They will be all but myths when I'm finished with them.'