[She's on high alert, her head on a swivel and her eyes looking all around. It registers with her that she probably looks like a paranoid weirdo, but she'd rather be alert and catch sight of someone that might shoot at them. Memories of Johnnie being shot in New York City come back to her, and she doesn't want him to have to go through that again.]

Let them have a few minutes. Keep driving, we need to find something to secure the door so no one can get out.

[There's a few windows in the place people can jump out of, and that's fine. But she'd much rather make them panic by locking them inside. Dante may not even still be alive. If he is though, she wants him to get the message he really fucked up right before he dies.]

There has to be some kind of lumber or something somewhere around here. It's an industrial area.