He made it to the lobby, then felt the pain threaten to consume him. He had cleared the field to the woman Slade had long ago placed ahead of himself...but he could not truly bring himself to leave fully. Breathing deeply, a hard catch in his throat, let him clear his mind some, but he still balked at leaving.

Instead, he headed up again, to use the other apartment Slade's paranoia insisted on, the one below the penthouse, so that he would be near.