If nothing else went well, the Predator was working with her smartlink, the corp people were quite dead (magic or poison at a guess, can't tell without more time than she had at the moment), and ammo for the gun. No shotgun, at least not that was still working, but there was still another cruiser to search if that was important enough to stop for.<br/><br/>More worryingly, the small hairs on the back of her head are standing up and there's a sudden chill in the air. No, chill doesn't do the change in temperature justice. It's like she just walked into a giant freezer for a restaurant that didn't let anyone in unless they made at least eight figures a year, and that she had just swam through a pool before that freezer excursion.  The probable source is one of two people that she can see, just standing there and looking down on the wreck from the streets above.<br/><br/>They don't seem to see her, thankfully enough, because they're still just standing there, probably talking. Without getting closer, she won't quite be able to hear what they're saying, they're a bit too quiet.