Liam's fingers dig hard against Mike's cheeks. He forces the man's head back against the couch as he shifts his own position, looming over him and staring directly down at the junkie's face. He seems to make no attempt to hide just how angry he is, knowing how much it would scare Mike in the end. Fear was wonderful at loosening tongues.

"But it was pertinent to everything else." He gave Mike's face a jerk, emphasizing his words even further. "But I don't expect a junkie like you to ever understand the ramifications of what we've done." His free hand moved down between them, angrily tugging at the other's belt, fumbling to get it free. "Did you think you could just keep hiding information like that from me?"