"Morrison, carry her," Izzy said, no longer joking about them but looking serious. "It might raise suspicions but right now we don't have another option." She walked over to the desk, taking two guns out of her desk and throwing one to Petra who caught it easily. "I know I said no weapons but I think it just stopped mattering whether they notice we're armed." She led them to the lifts, glad to see the corridor was empty. The escape was fine until they got within sight of the car when a shot pinged past Izzy's ear. At that moment a figure stood up from behind the car carrying two pistols.
"Get in the cars," the man said. "Tom sent me, I don't have time to explain."
"Petra, get in my car," Izzy said. "Morrison, you go with Yuchi, make sure Skylar is alright." She heard Morrison yelped as he stumbled, a bullet had hit his shoulder but he had stayed upright and maintained his grip on her.
"Get us the hell out of here," he said to Yuchi as he got her into the back of the car, shots still going off around them as they pulled away following the Ferrari. "In case we don't make it out of this I have to do this," he said, putting an arm round her and kissing her again, but more passionately, Yuchi smiling but keeping his attention on the road ahead.