“I have no doubt,” Shane agreed. “But to what level of risk? All of these reasons, while assuredly useful, are equally as likely to blow up in our faces as they are to help us. I’m tempted to go back in there and cap his ass just to keep you from “considering” it any further.” He jabbed a finger back at the building. “If he manages to fuck off back to wherever the hell he came from and spill the beans about our operation, it’s your ass... Correction, it’s our asses,” he revised. “He knows too much.”