Billy reached up to run his fingers through Mike's hair as the other dropped back down. He just smiled, letting Mike making his complaint. "What exactly do you gotta do, hm?" He raised both eyebrows. "Apart from staring at a map until you go cross-eyed?"

Billy's fingers trailed down Mike's neck and over his chest. "I'm guessing you already know the details inside and out. The answers'll come to you, I have no doubt of that."

In that Billy realized that maybe this wasn't just about helping Mike find the answers. If he kept the other distracted there might not be more bloodshed for a little while. If he kept Mike off track for a little bit, his team could hopefully use his report to find whoever killed Whistler. Handle it legally and without murder.