Keeping the SMG leveled, taking his Predator back from Duran, Skater moved tensely for the club’s front door. A quick glance outside let him know a crowd had already gathered in the passageway. He cursed with real feeling, fear adding to his creativity. "We’ve pegged the needle on this one," he said over the commlink. He ran the Underground’s logistics through his head. "We’re not far from the exit at Big Rhino’s. We could try for it."