Chapter 22

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22 The convoy proceeded along the highway, a dozen trucks long. Like an invading army, the wheels rumbled over the asphalt. Vehicles of all shapes and sizes. Trailers hauling bright yellow earth movers. And pickups with labourers riding six to a truck in the back. There would be more to come, with each stage of the project. Cranes. Scaffolding. Temporary offices. Portable lavatories. Tools, pumps, drills, machines. An endless array. Following the early settlers, workers would come in moving trucks and U-hauls. Their families would arrive later, with executives and business owners not far behind. The biggest new arrival of all would be the money. But first, came the exploration teams. The prospectors in their gleaming, high-powered vehicles. Wearing the Mainline Oil colours of prima

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