"Mother fucker," I grumble as I hit the end call button on my cell.
I've tried to call Dire for the last two weeks, and the f**k won't answer me. Whenever I'm at the clubhouse, he's either not there or "busy," and I've about had it with my brother's s**t. Vice President or not, he's still my f*****g brother, and I'm over him ignoring me. Pulling my contacts up, I find Carrigan's name and tap it.
"Hey, Fay," she answers after the second ring.
"Where is that f*****g spineless twit I call my brother?" I snap.
"Uh, at the clubhouse. Probably doing paperwork. At least, that's what he said when he left an hour ago. What's going on?"
"He's ignored my calls for two weeks and magically dodges me when I go looking for him," I say, trying not to take my anger out on her. It's not her
