[Will's got no idea what happened back home, what happened between him and Chilton and Gideon in that hospital of his. There's things he knows he must not have confessed to on behalf of Abigail, determined to protect her innocence ("innocence") at all costs. An immoral move, something that left a family and circle of loved ones with no justice for two children killed within a short span of time—better or worse than whatever Chilton had done to screw Gideon's head up so much?

Psychopaths helping each other out, or two men who have a loose grasp on ethics coming to an agreement?]

If we get there and you don't think it's isolated enough, my shop's a block away. [My. It's his. He's going to hold onto it as long as he possibly can.] Back room's spacey. Cameras only pick up video. Coffee to go. Dog'll leave you alone if I tell him to. It's safe.

[More or less.

The idea of Chilton pissy because he's got dog hair all over one of his suits, how dare Will let that slobbering beast come near him—it's amusing. He keeps a lint brush if it ever happened. He's not that cruel.]

Anything else on your mind?