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It's not like Jesse didn't notice Mr. White giving him the brush-off after the meet. He'd told Declan and his guys that they had two cooks, not one, and he hadn't wanted to talk about just how Jesse was eventually going to get his share of the money. Mr. White needed time or whatever to make a transition and get his new operation up and running, and wanted Jesse to help out.

The problem is, Jesse' s not sure if it's bullshit or not.

Because he's told Mr. White a couple of times now that he's out. After Drew Sharp and all, he can't do it anymore. Every time they say nobody else is going to get hurt, it happens. Combo. Jane. Brock. And now somebody's kid is gone and they're never gonna know what happened to him. Just gone forever because Jesse had said the wrong thing to that douchebag Todd, who apparently thought "no one finds out about this" meant shooting some innocent kid on a bike.

Mike had said there was a time bomb about to go off, and Jesse'd made the mistake of sticking around long enough to watch it go off. And the worst part is, he's pretty sure Mr. White doesn't even give a shit about what happened.

So Jesse helps with one last thing. He goes with Mr. White to the car wash he owns with Mrs. White to move the methylamine back to Vamanos. But after that, he doesn't hear from Mr. White, like at all. Not about whether he's talked to Mike, or about finally giving Jesse his cut. Nothing.

That's what brings Jesse back to Vamanos that afternoon. Standing outside, he finishes a cigarette, crushing the butt under the heel of his shoe before he enters, because they still store bug killing chemicals inside, even though it's separate from all the cook stuff.

No wait, not they. Just Mr. White. Because Jesse's out, no matter what happens when he walks through the door.

Except, he's expecting the garage of Vamanos Pest to be on the other side of the door, not what looks like the lobby of some hotel Jesse's never seen before. It sure as hell isn't The Crystal Palace, that's for sure.