Wren scowled, "Damn bitch... lets get out of here, if she comes back down here, she can have it." Wren only hopes that the fire brigrade on standby got the roof fire under control.<br/><br/>She turned and raced for the nearest ladder to the street, "As soon as we're up, we're going to hang onto that thing like tar on a hull... It isn't getting away from us again." She glanced back, "If it survives, you can question it to your heart's content, but you don't take a vampire prisoner without loosing a lot of blood."