"I'm sure some of them wish they could fuck me. The hypocrites."

Ziggy could sense the feisty physicality coming off the man on the other end of the phone. It wasn't a bad thing. He'd grown fond of the sass over time.

We'll do it. London, two weeks. Hunter's already around here. I'll get him on board." This was going to be a riot and they would have to do something fun. He would figure something out between now and then.