"Getting up to Stets’ place," he said. "Method’s extreme, last-minute, frankly insane, but safer, under present circumstances, than trying to do it any other way. There’s a police cordon we might not get through, elevators might be turned off any time, and Pryor, Cursion’s contractor, who was doing his best to blow us all up in the Honda, back Coalinga way, has himself a fresh crew here, a dozen or more, all looking for us and you in particular. How are you with heights?"