“Were you looking at his ladder?” Claire’s cheeks reddened and Hughie turned his glare on Gibsie. “Did you corrupt my sister?” “No…” Claire replied, cheeks burning red now. “I…uh, just spotted it.” “You spotted it,” Hughie repeated, tone laced with disbelief. “And where did you happen to spot his pierced dick, Claire?” “Johnny got the call up!” Gibsie blurted out, throwing me right under the bus. “Johnny got the call up. Johnny got the call up. Focus on that!” “What?” Hughie’s eyes widened and his head snapped toward me. “You got the call up?”
