Clara had a deep frown on her face as the car she was was rode towards the hult group. the car drove past the place her accidenta had occurred and she cursed under her breath. "How much longer before the meeting starts?" She asked her George, who she thought was useless and incompetent but had barely gotten any sleep because of her. he checked the time before he gave her a response. "I think it must have started already ma'am" he informed and braced himself from her response. "Then f*cking step on it. who knows what that dear brother of mine might be planning! do you want me to get there when the meeting is over? " She spat out in anger and groaned because of how much her head was hurting. everything was simply getting on her nerves. George was afraid to increase the speed of the car. He didn't want to get in trouble with the police again after what Clara had done. that would only make things worse.