Believe it or not, Lex was still reeling from the fantastic bust they'd made in Knockturn Alley earlier. It had all been so perfect. She might have dared to say too perfect and allowed herself to indulge in thoughts that might contradict this but they caught the baddies, the wolf people were safely at Mungo's and they were getting ready to send these said suckers back to where they came from.

HOW could that possibly go wrong?

The Holding Cells didn't allow for apparition and she didn't see how the man--Konstantin as it was--could make his way by both her and Bellaire was his wand was still in Evidence. There was no escape.

Don't get her wrong, they could still take him even with his wand--in theory, hopefully, definitely--but why go through all that extra hassle? Lex walked into the room not bothering to try for a pleasant expression. There was no point, dude was a creep. "What'd you say we get this show on the road, hm?" She asked, sitting opposite the detained man at the desk. Bellaire could have the other seat if he wanted. "Let's start small. How many of these operations have you had going?"