Martyn shook his head. ‘I don’t know what the world is coming to,’ he said. ‘Now, if I was in charge—’
‘You’d be running us all around like a bee after honey,’ Ethan interjected. He strode across the veranda of his property, his body long and lean, exuding health and vitality. ‘You need to learn to take a back seat. Don’t think I haven’t heard about all the requests for changes at the plantation. You seem to forget that I’m in charge right now. I’ll make the decisions so you don’t need to worry about anything.’
‘But you need me to guide you,’ Martyn insisted. ‘You haven’t been involved with the day-to-day running of things up to now, and you have enough to do with the practice back home. You can’t possibly do two full-time jobs, and if we don’t get the new machinery up and running we’ll be falling behind schedule.’
Practice? What practice would that be? Amber wondered, but Caitlin began to speak just then, diverting her thoughts. ‘You know you shouldn’t be getting involved with any of this,’ Caitlin told him. ‘Ethan is perfectly capable of dealing with everything. You just don’t like to let go, do you?’
‘It isn’t that at all,’ Martyn said, using an appeasing tone. ‘It’s just that I can see from all these work logs that the technicians haven’t been on the site yet. We need them to service the equipment.’ He nodded towards his laptop screen. ‘Someone needs to gives them a nudge to get things moving.’
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