((OOC:  I'll wait to RP the deli after Baz posts.))<br/><br/>Gouts of flame erupted in front of the doors to the hotel, surprising Halvorson and O'Toole.  They both looked up and watched as Bane ran over to the fire escape.  All of the soldiers were on the stairs, waiting for something.  Halvorson could see Collins, covered in blood but still alive.  He also spotted the medic, holding up their lieutenant on one arm.  Bane was waving them over.<br/><br/>"Good idea," he mumbled to himself.  "O'Toole, cover the driver!  I got rear guard!"  O'Toole jumped up onto the truck's cab as Halvorson rushed to the back and climbed on.  He screamed up to the driver, "GO INTO THE ALLEY!"<br/><br/>The man behind the wheel gunned the engine and whipped the wheel to the right, driving the truck under the fire escape, smashing away the first set of stairs (which, thankfully, nobody was on).  Halvorson watched for fur activity in the street while O'Toole covered the driver.  Nobody was coming.  Not yet.