Yamato studies the map for a second, picking out a route. "Got it. Tell me when you need it."

He frowns, rubbing a hand through his hair. "When you were in the bank, how much were you aware of what was happening around you? Where people were standing, where they moved to, how they were aiming?" He asks. "Being on the ground during a fight is confusing and stressful, but those last three gunmen were able to reposition themselves and start firing the moment you got to the balcony."

He glances at the scan running, then back towards the CCTV feed. "It'd be impressive coordination even if they were yelling instructions to each other, but I don't think any of them actually told the others what they were doing. They just did it, in nearly perfect sync."