It was a ten minute drive from Hillcrest House to the newly re-named Kintyre View site. The sun had just appeared from behind a large grey cloud as they parked the Land Cruiser beside the site office and compound.
A large low loader was offloading one of the lodges just beyond the compound as they walked into the site office. A stocky, weather-beaten man wearing a Hi-Viz jacket and hard hat was on the phone as they entered. He huffed and swore at the phone slamming the receiver down as he turned to face his visitors.
“Lorna, Fraser, wasn’t expecting to see you today”
“What was that all about?” Lorna asked the obviously furious man.
“That truck outside, the driver’s been told not to unload that lodge there, we have no easy way to move it to where we need it to be, but he won’t listen, h
