"Are you sure?" Hazel asked hesitantly. "I don't want to be a burden."
Will bit back an audible sigh. She could get manicures and pedicures every single week without putting a dent in his finances. He couldn't tell her that though; she would wonder where the money came from.
Part of the reason he had lost his composure earlier at the car rental place was that Roberto, the man he had tasked with killing Lenny if he got out of hand again, had called him. He almost never called first so Will felt like he had to answer it.
It wasn't even an emergency. That conversation definitely could have waited until he showed up at their base of operations, which annoyed him even further. Everything Roberto said was something Will already knew.
Hazel hadn't overheard the other side of the conversation—of that he was sure—but she was probably more curious about her husband's business now than she had been before. Maybe bringing her with him was a mistake.
