There were yells behind me as my pursuers piled out of the stairwell, and a ping tinkle as a tranquilizer fléchette skipped a few times along the floor near me. Way out of range, but I shouldn’t be surprised they’d try. I hoped Bender’s case was strong enough to stop one of those things, just in case it came down to a shootout. And speaking of, I had no idea how many shots I had left.