"O.K., out," he said with a wave of his Manhunter toward his captives. Lanier and Babel wasted no time in getting out of the helicopter while the shadowrunners covered them. Dr. Ferrera moved more slowly, her eyes fixed on the runners the whole time. The runners were alert for any signs of treachery, but there were none. Lanier wasn’t foolish enough to try something with all these guns trained on him and the mage present. Not in the middle of unknown territory with no sure means of escape. Better to wait and see who the runners’ employer was and what he or she wanted with Babel. Ferrera was obviously intimidated by the runners, and wouldn’t make any trouble either.