Remembering Raimondo (Complete)

As Good As A Stranger

I looked in skyler's direction. I dont know why Bill insisted that his friend stayed with me, all he did was add strings making me more immobile than I already was. If he werent in here with me I wouldve jumped out of the bin already and relieved my aching curiosity to see who was rummaging around in the room. It couldnt have been Jeff, their voices didnt match.

To add to my stress, Sammuel was killed. Upon reading news of this, the first person that came into my mind was Jeff. Maybe he wanted to make Sammuel pay for what he did to my face. Judging by his obsessive behavior towards me, this theory wouldnt be too far from the truth. And if Jeff would hurt anyone I get into a confrontation with, what would he do to the people I love. Despite the shortness of that list, I wouldnt be able to live with myself knowing that i bridged this criminal's way into their lives.

But...

If I'm wrong and Jeff isnt behind the murder of Sammuel, then who was? The timing couldnt have been a coincidence. Could it? Maybe that girl he was manning up to told someone about how he was treating her. A family member?

I stared at the last message.

Ok. I typed the two lettered response and shoved the device into my pocket.

My patience lasted only a few minutes untill I couldnt bear the numbness of remaining silent and in a motionless position for so long. I decided to move. At first skyler tried to hold me back down by entangling his hand around my wrist.

Ignoring his attempt, I slowly peeked out of the bin. My eyes immediately landed on the figure sitting on the middle of the bed with papers...

Raimondo's yellow papers were spread over the bed. The figure was in a position of helplessness. He had his head in his heads and was staring at the papers.

Instantly I noticed who it was. It didnt take me another second to react to my realization.

"Eddie!" I popped out of the bin without warning only to lose my balance and fall face down onto the floor.

I'm pretty sure Eddie jumped in addition to the yelp I heard, but I was too busy examining the dust on the floor to see.

I grunted lifting myself off the floor. I dont think I broke anything. I made sure that all my joints were intact, and working, while Eddie was demanding to know what I was doing in the bin.

"Raimondo is in danger." I breathed. He frowned and lifted the papers in front of shaking his head.

"I'm aware." Poor guy, his voice hinted that he was helpless. "How long have you known?" He asked.

I watched his pained face go through all shades before returning to its normal shade. He knew nothing about what was going on with his son. He knew as much about Raimondo's life as much as Raimondo knew about himself. I didn't know how to answer. Should I tell him that I knew before he did, and that I knew who was behind the yellow instruction sheets as well? How would he react?

"It's Jeff, he's the one behind those slips." I paused to have him register my words, "I only recenty found out. Jeff is after me now. That's why I was in the bin. I need to see Raimondo."

Pausing again, I waited for him to respond. "Do you know where he is?"

Raimondo's father shook his head, grumbling. "No."

My shoulder's fell and I sighed in exasperation.

Eddie frowned and looked at me. "I mean.. No, I refuse to inform you where he is."

I frowned shaking my head, "what?" I begged. "Did you not just hear anything I said?"

"I did. That is the reason why I refuse to let you know."