"I told your friend this earlier this evening, and he came back with you two morons. I tell you now that you only live because he recommends you live. If I see you again, ever you won't be that lucky a second time." Her words were growled, and hissed. She pushed back from him and threw down the pipe. It didn't matter, her prints wouldn't be on file anywhere. Even in her own world.
She joined Jon. Taking in any damage. "You're the only reason they live. But probably the only reason I would have killed them too." It didn't matter that they had talked of forcing her to fulfill their whims. They wouldn't have gotten as far as removing their pants before she had them wetting themselves. "Can you climb?" She nodded toward a ladder that hung down from a fire escape. It was rickety but it was the only way out they had. She'd wait till they were safe away before getting a good look at him.
She hadn't spared the other man a second glance, letting his retreating footsteps be enough proof that he was leaving. She had more pressing matters to worry about. Like not getting caught by the cops.