Dubious Arrangement: Day 5

Word Count: 30,003

Summary of Events:
Greyson decided to buy a rifle and had tense relations with Shelli because she was worried about him; when Greyson returned home he noticed he was being watched, but due to his observer accidentally stepping on Edmund he was able to get his rifle into the house unseen. He then ended up discovering an unpleasant surprise in his bedroom before he checked genders on the kittens he'd found the other day — although he didn't name them due to their all being the same colour.

Excerpt of the Day:
"All the bedding was on the floor, the closet doors were open, some of his clothes were scattered around, the hangers looked mixed up, a nightstand and two dresser drawers were open, as were the cupboard doors in the bathroom.
Someone had gone through his room rather carelessly. Were they trying to send him a message by doing so? Or were they just foolish? Being as his observer had been advancing without paying attention, Greyson was leaning toward foolishness.
Regardless, he quickly put the firearm and ammunition under the bed and began to tidy things up. He'd nearly fixed up the closet when the thought struck him: the letter. Had they taken it?
Greyson hurried to the nightstand whose drawer he'd left it in. Nothing. It was gone.
Upset, Greyson groaned. How was he going to be able to figure out what it meant if he didn't remember what it said? Greyson sighed, he couldn't do anything about it now, he was going to have to give up on things now.
Or did he? Greyson thought about it as he looked at his unmade bed. Did he necessarily have to give up on his quest to find out what that letter had meant just because he'd lost the letter?
Now that they had their letter, that didn't necessarily mean they were going to leave him alone. They'd be able to find out that he'd read it easily enough. As much as he didn't understand what they'd written in it, were they going to recognize that?
Probably. But did that mean they were just going to leave it lie? If they were a clandestine organization such as he supposed, Greyson had a feeling that — even though he didn't understand what he'd read — they might still be inclined to eliminate him, being as he knew about them.
The battle wasn't over. In fact, as far as Greyson was concerned, the tension had increased a couple of notches. Sure it appeared that they had what they wanted, but Greyson was a witness, he knew something about them, and they might think that he knew more about them than he did.
Although technically with what little he knew about them he probably could go to the cops — but being as the letter was gone he doubted such a thing would be helpful now — and possibly get these guys in trouble.
Greyson shifted his jaw and turned back to finish tidying up his closet. He would have to wait and see if they made a move, that would tell him if they wanted to eliminate him because of his knowledge — real or perceived.
Although that left an important question to be asked: what would he do about it? If they wanted to kill him because of what he knew — or they thought he knew — would he fight? Or would he just let himself be led away like a sheep to slaughter?"