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“And bring them where?” He taps a pencil against his mouth.
“Can you keep them at your house? If we’re going to trial, I need clothes to wear, right? The motel will throw everything away.”
Cormac had bought me a brand-new designer wardrobe that first week in Vegas with the roulette winnings. He later sold all those nice clothes, along with what I had on when we met.
As I got bigger, he took me shopping at cheap stores for sweats and large T-shirts.
Either way, I’ll look like a hobo.
I’m so screwed.
CHAPTER SIX
Darragh O’Rourke
“Your brother fooked up,” Taryn O’Leary, a detective in Las Vegas, drawls in the same lilt as my entire family. “Again.”
I don’t speak with the accent. Despite hearing it in my house growing up with seven siblings, it never stuck. Perhaps that made breaking away from my family of Irish mobster brats easy.
My father, or Da as I sometimes call him because my brothers do, had his heir, my oldest brother, Kieran, and four more male reinforcements to take over his legacy as King of Astoria.
He didn’t need me or Cormac.
Fucking Cormac…
“How bad is it?” I grip the phone.
Taryn, a connection I made in Las Vegas, where I keep a villa at the five-star Charter Hotel, recognized my last name on the docket and called me here in Seattle.
“He overturned a car last night. Fooked up his ankle and caused a scene.”
Doctors make the worst patients.
We graduated medical school together, and our advisor at UCLA referred us to a hospital in Seattle for our residencies. We were stars, or freak shows, depending on how you look at it.
Identical twin doctors waltzing up and down the corridors.
“They found drugs in the car,” Taryn goes on. “Then a detective saw he fit the description of a conman scamming tourists. Several filed reports to LVPD. He’s banned from most casinos.”
“Goddamnit. Where is he now?”
“Hang on, Darragh. Let me see what else I can find out.”
Listening to the hissing on the other end, I reflect on how Cormac and I love many of the same things, like most identical twins.
Vegas being one of them.
Although, he took gambling and games too far.
He had pissed off enough people at our hospital and then came the disciplinary hearings. With his refusal to take responsibility, he got fired.
We get a monthly allotment from my family. It’s more than enough to live on comfortably.
But when I noticed Cormac spiraling, I called Eoghan, our brother the lawyer, who also handles the family’s finances. I made up a story, so he’d open Cormac a new account. An account I controlled.
I limited his spending, thinking that would control him.
He fought back by going to Vegas for a month so he could get his head together.
