Vico didn't need prompting to break out into a run following Adamo. The car wasn't far off, but it seemed to be leagues away when their pursuers finally made their way to the ground floor, the shouting behind them giving away the fact that they had spotted them. One or two silenced gunshots rang out - as not to alarm the high-profile guests inside, no doubt, but thankfully, their aim wasn't all that great in the darkness of night, with only far-off streetlamps and the glow from the windows indoors to provide for light.

They all but tumbled into the car, its passenger compartment open in wait for them, and Vico twisted around without even waiting for Adamo to retrieve his leg from under where Vico sat on it to pull the door shut. "Drive!" he hissed to whoever was at the wheel.