Team Three
"So very rude." She helped her sister in covering team one's exit from the building, then tilted her head as she studied the street below them. Any minute now, someone would realize that a few of the shots had come from outside the building and start searching, which mean that they wouldn't have long to cover their people while they headed down the street.
"When has messy ever been a problem? But I would suggest we think about leaving ourselves very soon." She'd let Natasha make the call, but Yelena was more than prepared to disassemble the sniper rifle she held in her hands when needed. As she waited for her sis to decide, Yelena, pulled out her phone and scrolled through her own contacts, sending a message to one of the former widows she'd known in their own universe who'd taken up residence in Madripoor, because outside back-up couldn't hurt. When the reply came seconds later, she frowned, but put her phone away again.
That was a problem to look into when they didn't have a couple dozen armed gangsters less than a hundred yards away from their position.