"Great," he said, and was about to make a smart ass remark when something else caught his attention and he froze, listening for a noise that was barely audible, then turned towards Professor Wing's building with a tense expression. A pair of shadows detached themselves from the darkness and crept up behind him, but Danny turned to catch one with a jab in the throat and swept the leg out from another. "Behind!" he barked the warning Jessica, as another pair of dark-clothed assassins made an appearance on her roof. Out of his peripheral vision Danny noted more, on other roofs. This was an ambush; they'd known Wing's place had watchers, and now that Danny and his stalker were distracted they were making a move. Which meant that Lee was in danger, but Danny's immediate priority was the drunk photographer. With a running start he launched himself from the roof of the building he was on to leap the gap to hers, hoping he wasn't too late to stop her throat getting cut.