[They aren't denying it. They're denying they wanted to do it, but Bill knows how to read between the lines. The chance that someone in the resistance slipped up and revealed his location seems all too likely. FORTUNATELY, the question about his phone makes him keep his mouth shut, there's no way in hell he's about to tell the other he had to ditch it after taunting someone ELSE through a device.]
"WELL, GEE ain't that just SWELL!"
[Bill swipes the map off the printer with a huff barely giving it a glance before stuffing it in his upper jacket pocket. At this point he's surprised he's even getting one. For all he knows the darn thing has a scribble on it and the phrase "sorry..."]
"What ELSE ya got for me GHOSTIE? How many? What's in their arsenal?"
EXACTLY! There's no CHAOS to it! Throw in some ciphers, its too easy to navigate!
"WELL, GEE ain't that just SWELL!"
[Bill swipes the map off the printer with a huff barely giving it a glance before stuffing it in his upper jacket pocket. At this point he's surprised he's even getting one. For all he knows the darn thing has a scribble on it and the phrase "sorry..."]
"What ELSE ya got for me GHOSTIE? How many? What's in their arsenal?"
[He should start looking for the gasoline...]