"I am thinking clearly." Draco countered. "Finnigan is reckless. He showed up at your pub and opened fire. He didn't even blink – didn't stop for one bloody second to think about the repercussions. Do you seriously think he'll sit in the shadows much longer, Theo?" He ran his hand through his hair, fighting a grimace as his ribs expanded. "If we seek vengeance tonight, he won't expect it. I'm sure by now he's been well-informed that I'm missing – and I don't want the papers to know any different."