"Yeah. Who’d you think had to do the fire assessment for Matt when he decided to bid for it?"
"You could’ve told me!" Jim snapped, and Jake waved a reproving finger at him.
"No I couldn’t. Professional confidentiality. Besides if you’re too dumb to check who actually won the auction, or actualy talk to your brother, or even look left at the huge grey nuclear bomber that you drove right passed -"
"Ok, ok." Jim went back to watching the old crop sprayer pilot scrubbing industriously at the paint, reflecting that his brother could be particularly annoying when he was right. "Who’s he planning to get to help him look after it?"
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