A hissing from the alley mouth shut down the argument. Bad Teeth stomped down to see what his sentries had spotted. Beyond the whispering orks, people, mostly street people, flowed by on the sidewalk, hurrying away from something. The orks wouldn’t let any of them into the alley, cuffing away any who were persistent. The rest of the gang joined Bad Teeth at the alley mouth. They started a new argument. It was low-voiced and Andy couldn’t follow it.