Rick never thought he would find himself standing in the Dollhouse parking garage, spying on his brother's car, but he had no choice. Kurt hadn't given him an alibi, and now the police were starting to question if Barbi worked alone, and the top suspect on that list was his little brother.
He had been standing behind a cement pillar for the past hour, hidden away from the security cameras. He was cold, and his legs were starting to cramp. He would have gotten someone on the inside, one of the office workers or models, to help him, but none of them were talking. They were all still very much loyal to their boss, and the police were the ones keeping her locked away.
He heard the metal door that lead out of the stairs open and close. He was praying it wasn't another secretary heading home. The last one looked like hell. She had bruises, a bloody nose and a split lip. He had almost stopped her for questioning, but he wasn't ready to risk blowing his cover. Kurt's alibi was to important for that.
Luckily this time it was Kurt walking towards his car quickly. He was alone as far as Rick could tell, but he didn't have a clear view of his brother just yet.
He saw Kurt jump and turn.
"You scared the hell out of me." His brother laughed, then reached out, embracing whoever he was talking to.
Rick leaned forward, but couldn't get a good view of the other person.
He could see his brother lean in, kiss the other person.
"You look like hell." Kurt's voice was soft.
"I had a hard day." The other voice was distinctly male.
Rick nearly jumped in shock. Then he leaned out further, and got a good look at whoever his brother was playing kissy face with.
The other man, a model he had seen around town named Gio, was tall, muscular with olive skin and dark hair. Gio wrapped his arms around Kurt's waist, pulling him close.
Rick looked away, just as the two men were about to kiss.
That was not what he had been expecting. A mistress maybe, but that... guy?
He couldn't get out of the parking garage fast enough.
Walking down State Street, his mind spinning, it was all suddenly starting to become very clear why his brother refused to give an alibi. If he said where he was, then he would have to admit to Rick that he was cheating on his wife with another man.
Another man. He still couldn't wrap his head around that. Yeah, Kurt worked in the fashion industry, but he was surrounded by beautiful women all day. He was married to one of them for God's sake.
All Rick needed at that point was a stiff drink, but decided against it. The last thing he needed to do was cloud his judgement. Instead he slipped into Grind, grabbed himself a black coffee, and hid in the back, trying to figure out his next move.
Was he willing to out his brother to clear him, or would he keep his mouth shut and wait for Kurt to come clean. That last option wasn't to promising. It seemed like Kurt would rather fry than admit that he had been spending the night in someone else's bed, especially since that someone else had a thicker five o'clock shadow than he did.
Rick sipped his coffee.
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