"So what's so great about her?"
"She got that book back from the Fed," Mike said. "That's what. It's enough!"
A voice said, "Any dame with a little—"
"Shut your face before I shut it for you!"
Malone couldn't tell who was yelling what at who after a minute. They all seemed unhappy about being on the run from the police, and they were all tired of being cooped up in a warehouse under Mike's orders. Mike was the only person they could take it out on—and Mike was under heavy attack.
Two of the boys, surprisingly, seemed to side with him. The other five were trying to outshout them. Malone wondered if it would become a fight, and then realized that these kids could hardly fight each other when the one who was losing could always fade out.
He leaned over and whispered to Dorothea and Boyd: "Let's sneak up there while the argument's going on."
"But—" Boyd began.