"No, of course you're not." Wesley put his things on the counter and stood in front of Angel, arms crossed. "And I'm not an idiot. There are things about this situation that you are not telling me, and frankly, I'm beginning to wonder if you're not under some kind of influence as well, because while we have had our difficulties in the past... perhaps I can understand why you do not trust me, but in this case, you're simply going to have to suck it up and trust me anyway." He scowled at the thought that his and Angel's friendship still hadn't been completely repaired yet. "By all means; it is desperately important that we find Spike and make sure that he isn't being controlled or manipulated and that he knows he cannot turn Mr. Finn." He rubbed his forehead. "A four-day head start, lovely. That just makes our job so much easier."