Root knows she can take care of herself. She's been shot before, but considering the number of firefights she's been in, the number of bullets she'd ended up having to take has been pretty low. But there's no time to argue about that now, not with Brady lying there, not knowing that there's a good chance the Rambaldis are going to come looking for him any second now.

She looks back, over her shoulder, and there's no one coming now, but Root knows that won't be the case for very long.

"We have to go," she says, "We have to go now."