"We’re clearing out of here, Val," the ork leader said quietly into his throat-mike. "Get ready to rock." The shadowrunners led their charges out through the side entrance of the building where a helicopter sat on the pavement of the parking lot, its rotors revving up as they approached. Everyone climbed into the chopper’s open side door, the ork last of all. He swung into place in the cabin and slid the door shut, calling out to the pilot.