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“So, the shitshow?” I prompt.
“Ah, yeah. The memorial was canceled before we even got there.”
“Why?”
“Long story. Nothing to do with us, really.” He pokes one tine of his fork into a piece of sausage over and over. “Before we left, we had a big meeting since brothers from all our charters were there.”
“Seems prudent.”
“Yeah. This asshole from my original charter tried to challenge our national prez. That was the shitshow part.”
“Oh wow. That sounds…rather daring. Kind of stupid if he didn’t shore up alliances beforehand.”
“Exactly!” He sets his fork down. “Well, he didn’t. I’m not even sure he ran it by his president before he opened his big yap.”
“So, what happened?”
He watches me for a few seconds before answering. “We voted it down.”
“Did he burn rubber out of there when the meeting was adjourned?” I snicker.
Jigsaw laughs with me. “Sure did.”
He finishes his plate and sips his ginger ale.
“So, that sounds exciting.”
“Yeah, real exciting.” He flashes a teasing smile. “Then before we left, my sister reached out. Said she needed me to pick her up somewhere she wasn’t even supposed to be.” His jaw clenches and he rolls his eyes. “So I split from the guys outside Philly. Then she calls to tell me everything’s fine and she’s home. So, I’m probably gonna ride out to her place this week to check on her.”
I swallow hard. His sister’s important to him. His only blood relative. But he still came to see me first? “Are you sure you don’t want to check on her now?”
He taps his phone, sitting on the counter next to his glass. “She was telling me the truth. Tracked her phone right back to her apartment.”
It takes me longer than it should to puzzle that out. “You track your sister’s phone?”
“Of course I do,” he scoffs.
“Does she know?”
“Yeah,” he answers slowly. “It’s one of the conditions of me paying for all her shit.” His lips curl into a frightening smile. “What she doesn’t know is that I have a backup app installed. So if she shuts off the main one, I’ll still be able to find her.”
“Wow, you are…sneaky.”
“No, kids are sneaky. I’m just smarter.” He shrugs. “She’s a good egg. Hasn’t tampered with it yet.”
I cock my head and study him for a moment. “Do you have access to everything on her phone?”
“Are you asking if I spy on my sister? Read her texts?”
“Yes.”
His lips twist, like he’s debating if he should lie to me or not. “Yes, I have access. No, I don’t spy on her. Unless I have to.” He blows out a breath. “Trust me, I don’t have time to waste reading all her back and forths with her friends about what time they’re meeting at Panera and what kind of mac and cheese is superior.”
I press my hand to my lips and snicker. “Sounds like you snoop a little.”
Jigsaw smirks, his eyes narrowing slightly. “Maybe just a tad,” he admits, his tone playful. “But only to make sure she’s not getting into anything too crazy. She’s a good kid but she’s gone through a wild phase or two.”
“She’s lucky to have you looking out for her,” I say softly, feeling a twinge of envy for the closeness they seem to share. My own older brothers have certainly never been so concerned about me. “How big is the gap between you two?”
