With both her prisoners now behind bars in separate cells, Lex found herself in one of the viewing rooms, writing up the reports. Their wands had been weighed down at security and needed documenting, along with everything else she'd lifted off them both. Should all be ready by the time Emily came looking for them.

Was it her or was it juuuuust a little funny that one of these men had a wand with unicorn hair? The other, being dragon, was not nearly as funny and in fact might have been a tad bit predictable.

Occasionally, Lex glanced up from the reports to take a look at the prisoner in the cell attached to the room. He wasn't up to much, just sitting and silently glaring like a defiant child who'd been caught and punished for a crime he thought he should have gotten away with.

Probably wouldn't be getting much info out of this one...not without further measures. That was fine with her.

Tyler tossed his captives into the cell roughly and locked them in. See where he was trained in Norway, scumbags like these were handled differently and he was itching to teach them a lesson or two but alas, he was playing by the book..or something along the lines of the book anyways.

Right now he was just staring at the men, glaring more like it. If Emily wanted, he could make them squeal.

After a great deal of huffing, puffing and then finally realizing that a levitating or feather-light charm would come in handy, Rhydian had finally got the two men he'd hauled to the ministry into their respective cells. The one he'd used as a cushion against the side of the table was still out cold, and the other was just starting to come to. Didn't make much difference to him. They were seated in the chairs, looking as presentable as mice caught by cats, and he was into the viewing room.

Seemed that Bellaire and Cambridge were already there. With a nod to the full-fledged Auror, Rhydian moved over to Lex and peered briefly at the paperwork she was pouring over. The wands he confiscated were reluctantly place on the table above it.

"Good intel." Really good. Hadn't proved a spot wrong or a trap. Which is why she was getting a curious side eye. Of course she couldn't divulge such information, but he was curious as to where she'd received such information from.

And it was time to get this show on the road. Before they returned the men to the Russian authorities, they could at least have a friendly chat, could they not? Emily was certain Cambridge and Bellaire were keen to discuss a few key points before their guests departed.

After giving the go-ahead, Emily slipped into the viewing room off to the side.

Her expectations were that it would at least make for an entertaining viewing, since she wasn't participating herself.

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?"

Tyler ignored the seat but watched as Cambridge took hers. He wasn't in the mood to sit. He was in the mood for answers though, but felt Cambridge could start them off since they were going to start 'small' as she said.

She had better make it quick though because he didn't intend to stay in the viewing cells with the men all day and he certainly didn't intend on asking any questions more than once.

If the man wasn't going to be forth coming with answers, he'd just have to take the answers from him by whichever means necessary.

He folded his arms, scowl in place, and kept his eyes on the man's face as Alexa started them off with the interrogation.

The man in the chair did not look amused, nor did he look cooperative. While the children walked into the room, the man kept his gaze firmly on the wall he knew their boss would be standing behind watching the whole thing. Did they think they won? This was merely a minor setback.

His expression remained passive and he slumped into his seat. This would go no further than here.

"And vy vould I tell you something like that?" He still would not look at them. They were not who he was interested in.

See he knew this talking to people like this would not work. Tyler rolled up his sleeves and moved off the wall he was leaning on, then unsheathed his wand. "Let me answer that." He said circling the man, like a tiger would before pouncing.

"Because if you don't you'll have a choice to choose between losing a finger every time we think we've been slighted or me playing dirty with my wand." He put his mouth close to the man's ear so only he could hear him.

"I know a little spell that starts with a C, that I've been anxious to try out."

He straightened and met the man's eyes with his cold green ones. "What will it be Konstantin?"

Did it surprise her that he'd gone and turned the question back to them? Hardly. Lex was trying to gauge how cooperative this man was going to be. So far, she could see that this was going to be a long, drawn out day. This one was going to play tough...and by the sounds of it, so was Tyler.

Lex took a brief look over at the darkened window, wondering just how Emily did want them playing this because Tyler was threatening torture and she could think of a few political reasons that would make this not okay.

Still, she said nothing. There was nothing worse than interrupting or contradicting a partner in the presence of a convict. The moment they saw discord they picked at it and you fell flat on your face--something she wished a couple other YATIs could have learned way back when she'd made an arrest.

Anyway, time to see how Mr. Konstantin responded to threats.

The man made a point of yawning. He would not be intimidated and certainly not by children nearly half his age. "How creative. Truly original. Only vay you can think to make me talk is vith torture. I am no stranger to anything you have mentioned."

His fingers tapped against the table in steady beats that he counted out in his head. "Do you take me for fool? I am not under arrest. Vhat vill my Government think vhen they hear of how I am treated rather than being sent home vhere my own Law Enforcement can deal vith it?"

Kazimir shook his head slowly, still not gracing either with so much as a glance. "Go ahead. Torture me. I am not afraid. Do it vell enough and I von't remember anything you vont me to anyhow."

Tyler chuckled. "You're no stranger to any of it because it's what you and your thugs use to intimidate innocent people and creatures, right?" Go on Mr. Konstantin keep talking. "It's actually not the only way I can think of, but Cambridge here wanted to start small....thought I'd oblige." He shrugged.

"But how will your government be able to prove that what happened to you, didn't happen when we were trying to rescue the poor creatures?" Tyler feigned a look of innocence.

"It will be the words of a criminal against ours."

"Oh but you will remember...I'll make sure of it."

Know something? She really hated how technical the law could be sometimes. This was one of those times. Diplomats with immunity when they travelled. Whose bloody 'brilliant' idea was that? Finally a big case and they couldn't even touch 'em--not really. Sure they could hold them here but it wasn't the same. No convicting them, no locking them in Azkaban, just waiting. It was like a kid that beat someone up and all you could do was wait for its parents to come and take them home.

Hardly satisfying if you asked her. In fact, it was downright frustrating. It was only made worse because he knew and while she could admire his refusal to bend under threats--because really he'd be a pansy if he gave in so easily--it wouldn't be doing THEM any favours.

"Tough guy, huh? Clinging to that get-out-of-jail-free card." An invisible one they couldn't torch and be done with.

"You're right, we can't ship you off to Azakaban, even with all the evidence we have, so what'd you have to lose? Why not cooperate and we'll see where we go from there?" Whether he answered or not, she would have a response to her first question. How many operations were there. It wouldn't say an exact number but surely if this was really it, he wouldn't care. Now, if there was say......a couple more, he'd have a very good reason to keep his own mouth shut for the benefit of the others.

Tyler led the way to the holding cells. He had to ensure that their wards were properly fed and washed so as not to breach any law enforcement rules. He was ready to bust the case wide open though because 'essence of criminal' was disgusting. He was spending more time looking like the man he was going under cover as than himself. Often times, he surprised himself when he looked in the mirror and saw his own reflection.

"I've already fed them, so you're up for that at lunch time and ensure that they eat. We don't want them starving themselves."

Patience was a hell of a thing, it was also something Alexa Cambridge did not possess after being called to the holding cells their key witnesses were being held in. Tyler might have had the lead on the walk but it wasn't long before Lex's impatient strides saw her getting ahead of him.

Her anticipation built as they drew closer, heart racing as she hoped against everything else that there hadn't truly been a security breech. As it so happened.........there wasn't.

The height of being anti-climactic.

The Auror turned to her partner, now both visibly impatient and annoyed. "Any reason you called me here, besides staring in the face of our prisoners?" She spent enough time looking like one of them, she certainly didn't need the reminder. "I'll get them for lunch but that isn't for hours." Or had he somehow missed that? Regardless, he didn't have to worry about their diet. Being of her level of limited patience, Alexa found it all too easy to imperio them into eating. She didn't have to time for a struggle.

Tyler frowned. Why did he get stuck with a lippy partner? It was days like these that he missed Sabel. He didn't have to deal with a lot of talking from him.

"Actually Cambridge, that is exactly why we're here. The more often we check in the less likely they'll be to consider trying to escape." And they would check on them every hour if that's what it would take to keep their mission from blowing up in their faces.

"We should probably go talk to Emily after this too."