Connections, Money and Secrets [Almaz]

[Jacob]

Jacob trailed a bit behind the two. They didn't seem lovers, at least not in a traditional sense anyway, but Nox was always wearing some mask or another -- whatever someone else wanted. He was never really himself. That didn't appear to change much even with the hidden anger. He always was a pop rocket specially when it came to his sister.

The fact that he let the girl die to some butcher says there was more here than just this curse he'd been given. Noel would be rolling over in his grave over this. The boys father too. Cleo would be bleeding out for her son to see him like this. She never was cut out for the job -- made the children soft. Jacob did agree with Bryan on that one. But he appeared to be at least proficient with the job.

They slid past the entry points with ease into the bowels of this fight club. Nox looked at home being tugged around by his keeper. But even in the mask Jacob saw the sadness that underlay everything. A darkness to his eyes that was not present when he'd seen him last even after he had plunged the knife into the back of the attacker -- just kids and their parents. He'd done the job. Jacob was proud. But this was different. He was a monster.