Sherlock glares at the profiler, advancing on him again.

"Has Watson ever told you about when she was kidnapped by Le Milieu?" he seethes. "Perhaps she has not, considering she almost lost her life. Considering it was due to the carelessness..." He spits the word. "...of an ill-advised lover. I installed the tracker in her phone shortly afterward, with her knowledge and consent."

Sherlock looms over Malcolm, having four inches on the man.

"But please, go on posturing like a cock in a barnyard while Watson could be in danger."