Billy wasn't going to let Mike go that easily. Mike needed to know the depth of what he was dealing with here. Billy at least had a clear enough head now to see it. To understand the broader implications here. Mike only felt remorse in seeing the outcome, but would not change the fact that it happened. He had a cleaning crew. He had more than just those who lived at the house, and yet he'd insisted Billy help. The driver. The newest member and least important. Even after Billy wanted out. And then it was nothing major. An extra pair of hands to check the room before someone else removed the body.

"Mike," he said, not turning around. "You can't keep saying that as though it absolves you of everything. But that's not true. But what you showed me in there tonight..." He shook his head. He'd already said he chose to be there. He couldn't change his story now. "I will continue to be your driver, but should there ever be a time when I need someone to lean on, I don't think you're the one I'd feel comfortable turning to."