Chapter 41 Public Fallout

I was still trying to wrap my brain around everything-the chaos, the mess, the way it had all so horribly spun out of control. Jaxon was pacing back and forth in his office, his phone pressed to his ear, the veins in his neck bulging with tension. I could barely hear the words on the other end of the call, but I could feel the weight of every syllable. "Yes, I know, but it's not-" He broke off, rubbing his forehead, his hand shaking just slightly. "This wasn't supposed to happen. They don't have the documents, do they?"