Agent peeked out of the fire escape, making sure no one else was out before she climbed out of her window.  She raced up the stairs until she reached the roof.  It was a long way down if she missed any drops, but Agent did her best to keep that from phasing her.

The woman was about seven very from the edge to get a slight running start and leaped across.  She easily landed on the next roof and continued this until she was across town and on a ten story skyscraper above the warehouse.  She hooked the end of her grappling hook gun to a sturdy piece of metal and let it lower her until she was dangling at the second story, a little higher than the warehouse roof.  Her heels dug into the side of the skyscraper and she pushed herself hard, allowing the grapple to detach from the building, and landed on the warehouse.

Assuming any of the doors were locked because this was probably a secret meeting, Agent dropped through a broken skylight.  

There were a few old oil lamps lighting up the dim building.  In the center was an old, chipped table.  Each chair had a hero's name carved into the back.  Agent found hers and patiently waited.  Her watch told her it was only 10:48.  [i]Just be patient,[/i] she thought, leaning back in the chair.