We kept our voices low.
"Who's here?" I asked.
"Stan North and another man, I don't know who he is. He's an ugly bastard, though."
"Are they armed?"
She nodded, "The ugly guy is. I'm not sure about North."
"Okay," I said, "my car is down in the street. Climb down the fire escape and head back to construction site 7. Deborah's there holding Morty and Nick at gunpoint. The cops should be there soon if they aren't already."
"Deborah!" she said a little too loud.
"Go," I said, "get down the fire escape."
"Be careful," she said.