"Good," said Vico, already heading back towards the door, slightly ajar, and pulling it back open . "Let's get g-"

An explosive sound shook through the halls. Instinctively, Vico's knees folded and he dropped. The bullet was off-center anyway - it glanced off the edge of the doorway and embedded itself into the partly-open white door. Wood splintered, a particularly sharp shard catching Vico across the cheek, but considering the sudden chaos outside in the hall, he didn't even notice. Kicking a leg out, Vico slammed the door shut and immediately locked it, bolting the metal latch above the knob for good measure.

"Change of plans!" he snapped at Adamo, pulling back towards the windows.