Broken

[Nox]

Mrs. Vega walked passed Nox and greeted her son with a big hug and pulled him into the house. Nox took the steps down to the drive way and smiled at the man waiting for him. He was wearing jeans and a polo shirt - nothing fancy. Nox smiled. "You must be her favorite."


Christian followed Nox as he moved to the end of the drive way and squatted down to look at things from a different perspective. Nox could feel Christian behind him. "Pardon me?

Nox stood up and faced Christian. "You are clearly more than a servant."


"How do you figure?"

"You aren't wearing fancy clothes. You went with her where ever she just got back from. You aren't a bodyguard. And you deferred to her with a yes ma'am. All that says to me you are hers to command. But the way you look at her says there is more to it than that."


"You are observant. It usually takes people a little while longer to catch the undercurrents in the Vega household."

Nox grinned and walked down the inside of the fence line that barred the street from Dorian's front lawn. It was nothing more than a black iron rod fence with gaping holes. It wasn't meant to keep anyone out - just honest. "So I'm going to make a stab at things. You and Mrs. Vega are more than just employee employer. From the comment she made about me I'm going to guess - Dorian likes men. And you are diddling his wife."


Christian laughed. "Diddling? I do not think Dorian nor Ana would appreciate that terminology. But you are correct."

Nox nodded. "So what other of Dorian's secrets do you know?"


Christian stepped closer and Nox stopped so they could speak privately - as privately as the huge front yard with large hedges would allow anyone to speak privately. "I know more than Ana or Cruz. I've been with Dorian since he and Ana married. I am trusted."

"What do you know of his tattoos?"


Christian smiled. "Is that why you are here? The tattoo is causing problems?"

Nox nodded. "In a fashion. I believe Dorian has chosen the side opposite of the tattoo for his son - for Cruz. And he asked me to help him."
Nox rolled up the sleeve of his hoodie and showed Christian the mark that would resemble the one on Dorian's left forearm. "His stance will have them come after us all. Anyone here. Mrs. Vega needs to stay inside from here on out. They will kill her and Dorian along with their son. I don't want to see that happen."
Nox pushed the sleeve back down and started walking the perimeter again.

Christian nodded. "What can I do to help?"