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Cameron ‘Yap Yap’ Barker was about to leave his office when the phone on his desk rang. “s**t,” he cursed softly. “What now?” He moved back to his desk and picked up the phone. “Cameron Barker,” he said.
“Superintendent Barker, Peter Cornwell here,” the voice announced.
“f**k,” Barker mouthed silently. “Yes, Minister, what can I do for you?”
“We need to talk,” Cornwell said, his voice sounding stilted.
“Minister, I was about to walk out the door. I’m leaving for Papunya and I need to get on the road. Can this wait until I get back?”
“No!” Cornwell said earnestly. “It cannot wait.”
“Are you okay, Minister. You sound a little out of breath.”
“I’m fine,” Cornwell insisted.
“Okay,” Barker said. “What is it?”
“Have you heard about the fatal crash down the highway?”
“Fatal car cras
