BANG!

Before Enzo could answer the woman a gunshot rang out through the building prompting everyone to scream, he snapped his head to where the gunshot came from to see a group of men by the door to the kitchen entrance yelling at the bar customers to get in the center. Being the level headed person Enzo was he got up from the chair slowly and bolted to the nearest window, jumping through it and smashing it into millions pieces on his way out, he landed on his side with a sharp pain wracking through his side but he had no time to concentrate on that. 'what the Hell are the Russians doing' he thought to himself as he ran (limped quickly) to his car, clutching his side and groaning as he went.

He took a turn around the bar to where his car was parked and started to pick up speed, limping vigorously at the prospect of getting out of there, as he approached his car he heard quiet sobbing from the ally near by, turning to see where it was coming from he saw that it was the brown haired woman from the bar. Looking between her and the car door he finally sighed and limped towards to crying figure, he grabbed her by the wrist softly and looked her in the face.

"yes," he said slowly, huffing and puffing from limping a long way, clutching his side with his free hand, "I work for Bracco.", he proceeded to pull her across the ally to the street where his car was parked and opened the passenger door for her, waiting for her to get in.