Adamo followed shortly behind Vico, sliding out the window. Luckily, the building was made of brick, providing some ledges and a rough surface for footing. He made his way down closer to Vico, glancing below them. Three stories was just a little too high for comfort.

"Always," he responded. From above them, through the window, the slamming was only getting louder. There was another shot - most likely shooting at the handle - but one wouldn't be enough to get through it. Of course, Adamo wasn't about to wait until they did.

The closest ledge (a smoking balcony) was to Adamo's left, a couple feet down. He pushed off the wall, grabbing the railing once he fell within reach. The last time he leaped around like this, he realized, was when he was chasing Vico - who'd have thought they'd be jumping around together like this? In suits no less.