POV: Em
The list of Raymond's possible killers was disturbingly long. If the police were willing comment, that would have been their focus, an implied critique of Ray's lifestyle.
Ray had gotten himself tangled up with drug dealers selling meth in the rural areas. The little overachiever saw this as a perfectly fine alternative to a more traditional job.
Jobs were not Ray's forte. Though he had marketable skills accumulated piecemeal, he found the business of showing up daily and taking orders not to his liking. Unsurprisingly, it was always a race to see whether he would quit before he was fired.
“I'm starting a pool, Rave. I will be taking bets as to how many days he'll last and whether he will be fired or quit," was Emerald's most recent contribution to Ray's reviews. “I can't even
