I wasn't planning to head back tonight, Law had captured some of the hate f***s and I'm guessing he was planning to work them over for answers, but my sneaky ass wife needed me home.
I had what I needed anyway, and though I was willing to help them do clean up when the time came, I wasn't about to wait around cooling my heels while they did their thing.
I told them as much before heading out, I needed to get home so I could have eyes on my little girl, reassure myself that she was safe. I had time on the ride to think about the last fifteen years. I hadn't even thought about Porter at all in all that time and had done everything in my power to erase him from my wife's memory.
How was I going to tell her that this s**t was back to bite us in the ass? She didn't even know that I'd offed
