Raff frowned at everything he heard.  The boy’s father was right, probably without meaning to be.  Andreas had definitely just used Alex to get the job done, and even Raff couldn’t say that he believed Andreas<i>loved</i>anyone, let alone a pretty face he’d only just recently met because of a job.  Though he couldn’t deny that it was strange to see Andreas go so far out of his way for one.  Had he ever taken someone with him after a job was over before?  He kept to himself, so Raff had no way of really knowing, but it seemed unlikely.  It was even more unlikely that he’d let anyone know he was a killer, paid or not, without ending them the first chance he got.  That was how he maintained anonymity.<br/><br/>“He was angry well before you came out, little one,” Raff began.  “You locked yourself in and wouldn’t come out for a long time.  I don’t know how much you knew before and how much you learned by listening in to our conversation, but…  Being in control is important for men like us.  We have to know what is going on, and we have to know that we can manipulate all the pieces within our reach if something goes wrong.  So if someone dangerous was coming, and you locked yourself away like that and wouldn’t listen, what do you think would’ve happened?” he asked, hoping that thinking about it that way would help Alex understand.<br/><br/>“Now.  The best thing you can do is leave him be.  Let him calm down,” he instructed.  “I doubt he’s going to leave you over something as silly as all this.  He’s probably angrier at himself than he is at you.”