Moriarty glanced at the CCTV feed from the alleyway he had just hacked into. Hm, what an oddly dressed fellow Suzie had brought along. Where could he be from?
Whatever the case, Moriarty was giddy. They had managed to get to him before Torchwood, and hopefully the modified Cage would be able to contain him. He seemed average enough, but Moriarty had orchestrated enough to know that nothing was ever as it seemed, and everything was part of the game.
He started down the hallway towards the main room. Hm, maybe he should stand under the light. Far more theatrical, eh?