"Miss Stanik? That your name, Candace Stanik?" Her voice was soft, but thin and strained. Pike wasn't listening to her; he listened past her, searching for other occupants. A crisp medicinal smell of ether came from her apartment, telling him that someone had been freebasing. "Yes. He went--" "Let us in now, hon. We can't leave until we come in, so just let us in." Flynn pushed gently on the door until she backed away. Pike shadowed inside, then quickly stepped to the side so they weren't bunched together. Together, they would make a single large target; apart, two targets more difficult to kill. Pike kept his back to the wall." --