Once Pete vanished through the window, Vegas counted to himself. One. Two. Three. Got the shogun braced against his shoulder. Four. Five. Go!

Confident that Pete's had the time he needs to secure the girls and seeing no sign that he's been detected by the assholes inside the office, Vegas came out of his hiding spot. He kicked the door open and fired twice, one at the guard and then at the boss. Both went down without a fuss, but one was still gurgling as he died. So, to spare the girls from hearing that, he took the pistol from the waist of his pants and put a bullet in his heart.

"Clear."