What can I say? I'm not a fan of the Italians for obvious reasons.

[It looks as if their friends have taken up the chase. He hears the same car lay down the horn behind them as the unmarked black car speeds around them. He knows this section of town is bound to get dicey when it comes to wide streets to maneuver in and shaking them doesn't seem like an option anymore.

Plan B then.

He spares Adler a sharp look.] Should I be surprised that you know how to handle anything heavier than a riding crop?