Dylan’s head was trying to crunch the numbers on the situation. Did the shittiness of this women’s behavior cancel out his need to do the right thing with regards to his old friends? If trying to do the right thing makes you a prisoner, should you be fucking around with all this do goodering, or should you just keep your nose to the grind stone and try to keep crazy old ladies from putting the shock collar on you. And what is he going to do with this lady? She had buzzed him twice yesterday, once to tell him she thought he was a bad person. Once to make him look at the video of him peeing his pants. If something happened to her in her home, her video friend would know. But this was an old lady that smoked a lot. She could just die at any time. Maybe she’ll just croak and life will be good.