Sad Thing Is, I Had To Do It E-So...
Then I backdoored my service tower with a call to my 'brother'-- my step-mom's son by my dad.
"Yep. He's sitting right here. Probably didn't hear [his] phone ring."
But YOU did...
Me: "Cool. Have a great ... I'll call when there's less background noise..."
'WE KNOW WHO THE SON IS...' was my message on his voicemail, my second call. Um, ALSO not answered.. Oh! And I added 'MY [half-] BROTHER...'
Because...lying in the pudding...