Hunter had her back, taking a moment to make sure the outside was secured (barely, but with the police the riot was quieting a bit) and he crept inward slowly. He could see a bare faint outline of figures and fedoras, and he groaned.

"Great." He squinted through the fading mist. He whispered. "Uh...they probably don't have a back way out, or if they do they won't be able to reach it in time. Wanna bust in on them or make this a steathly job?"