he hated being in debt to people. but most of all, he hated being in debt to you.

you had done billy a huge favor, costing him a pretty penny, and he was finally on his way to repay you. or, at least he would, if he had any intentions of gathering the money in the first place.

he got out of his car to meet you, and you didn't look happy.

"where's my money, butcher?" you asked, and he smirked.

"well, there's a funny story about tha', now isn't there?" he replied.