". . . So that's it. I can't tell you yet how I got the information but I will. I hope I've come across rationally but you all know me and yes, I was apoplectic when I discovered what the bastards were planning. That said, this is the scummy side of politics and we've always taken the approach that governments throw up barriers, we just get on with the business. Nothing's changed and we need to find ways to thrive despite them." Regan scanned the room from the screen as if she were taking them all in. "I will still be back as planned in six months and as far as I'm concerned we press on with our plans. I'm going to make some suggestions on how to deal with this but you're not bound to carry them out. You'll be in the best position to decide over the next few weeks as the scum buckets show their hands. I'll back you in whatever steps you judge are most appropriate. Here's what I'd like to happen." Regan consulted notes on her desk then looked back up. "Kev, you and Marcus should challenge the US Government over this decision but keep it behind closed doors.
