...Chikai begrudgingly has to admit to himself that was true. If it wouldn’t stick, there was no point wasting his time and energy. He lets go of Jon roughly, half-shoving him away.

“He stayed out of trouble, no one’s gone after him. I call that fixed,” he says, picking up the gun to put it back in the drawer. Really, he’d like to chuck it out the window, get rid of it completely. But he’d settle for getting it out of sight for now.