Alex ignored his quip (she'd begun to get pretty good at that, considering her experience with Gene Hunt) and nodded towards the stairway.

"You know where my flat is," she told him matter-of-factly. "I'll let them know you've backed down and gone home, and they'll move out."

Really, the last thing she needed her team to see was her escorting the madman on the roof to her flat. What shreds were left of her sanity wouldn't stand for that.

She turned away, looking back a second to add, "And try not to disappear this time."