Rab was glad to have the drink. He needed it as he frowned at the news.
In a way, he could see how this would disrupt things for the Order and the Aurors. In that respect, it was clever.
But as much as he hated to admit it, he depended on receiving communications from his contacts and spies by owl. It would not do well for this kind of disruption to happen.
"Neither do I," he said, downing his glass in one swallow, feeling the burn. "Brother... I will not mince words here. This action of hers is totally unacceptable."