Brian scrubbed a hand through his beard and then through his hair and rubbed the back of his neck trying to clear his fogged brain.
“Yeah,” he replied after clearing his throat.
“Sorry,” she said, not sounding sorry at all, “but CASA is threatening to pull our accreditation.”
“f**k,” he breathed into the phone, that was the last thing he needed right now. “Have you spoken with Cam?”
“Yes,” she replied with a sniff and he knew she was pissed at him for thinking she wouldn’t have already contacted their attorney, “but I need you here in Canberra pronto.”
“f**k,” he said again and then sighed. “Fine. Can you have my plane here in two hours?”
“It’s already on its way,” she said. “It will be ready for you in an hour.”
“Thanks, Madeline,” he replied as he disconnected. Why did this have t
