<span style="font-size: 15px"><span style="font-family:Open Sans">“They called me to tell me he'd been bailed out as well,” Jaxon spoke evenly, frowning as he looked through the window. It seemed too much a coincidence for it not to have been him. Slater was most likely released angry, and wanting to take his frustration out somewhere. “It seems likely.” <br/>
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Jaxon turned to look at Gabriel as he started to break down, making his fears known. He didn't know what to do in the situation, and knowing that Gabriel was seeking comfort from him he didn't know how to provide. It wasn't just that Gabriel was a gay man. Jaxon just wasn't good at dealing with people's emotions. He was a gruff, stoic man, and while he felt for him and didn't want him to cry, he didn't know how to stop it either. <br/>
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“He wants you scared, you know that right? If he was the one who threw a paver through your window, he wanted you to feel this way. He wants to have power over you any way that he can,” Jaxon tried to explain, knowing that maybe if they got to the root of the issue, there would be a way to solve it. Fear was a tricky thing, not always rational, and in this case was probably valid. There was no telling what a man like Slater might do out of desperation. “That's just the sort of man that he is, but he's a lot weaker than you think he is. Slater is a bully.” And he was exactly the sort of man that Jaxon had absolutely no tolerance for. <br/>
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“I can try to give you some peace of mind,” Jaxon offered. “Maybe me and Kiv can stop by after work and do a sweep of the area. If he learns of something like that he'll likely be less inclined to be sniffing around here.” Unfortunately it would be hard to prove that Slater was the one who'd damaged the window, and the authorities likely wouldn't think it necessary to send someone to patrol given that Slater knew how to act when he was sitting besides his lawyer. Jaxon's schedule wasn't set. Some days took longer than others, so Slater wouldn't be able to predict anything. Jaxon could change it up and stop by in the mornings as well, and if he did catch Slater, he would be in direct violation of his restraining order, and it would look good for Gabriel's case. <br/>
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“It's pretty much on my way to work.” It wouldn't be any big hassle, and it didn't take long for Kiv to give him an idea if there was someone in the are or not. The dog came back to where they were at, to settle down beside them. <br/>
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“He didn't find anything of note,” Jaxon explained, hoping that would be enough to put his mind more at rest that evening. He knew that it had to have been a lot to have a relationship ended that way, and then to have to live in fear of retaliation. Jaxon wasn't fearful per say, but he knew what it was like to live with anxiety and being unable to do anything about it. Jaxon motioned Kiv over to them, and he set his head on the bench between them. He hoped the dog might distract Gabriel like he did for himself. <br/>
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“Have you thought about getting a dog, Gabriel? If you are worried about Slater breaking in, one might at least be able to alert you to an intruder. I could help with training. There sometimes are police dogs that don't make the cut, but are adopted into pet homes where I work. Something like that would still be enough to meet your needs,” Jaxon suggested.</span></span>