Florence smiles faintly, gives half a shrug. It usually is. And from the car, Mike watches them and feels another hard twinge of guilt. Just because he's not trying to hide everything from her doesn't mean that she's gotten an explanation, and that's what she deserves. Even if they never see her again in another day, it's still what he owes her, when he's never in his life kept anything from her.

So maybe they'll have time.

"C'mon," he calls, waving an arm out the door. "Cover those ashes and let's get moving. We're burning daylight here."