Diana came tearing up the road and screeched to a halt. She jumped out of the car and scanned the scene. Locating Harry Stanton next to the equipment shed, she raced toward him.
A thunderous collision distracted her. One dozer had smashed sideways into another. Smoke billowed, shouting escalated, and Logan stood atop his dozer, fists raised to congratulatory cheers.
“Goddamn it,” Stanton yelled. He motioned to a security guard standing next to him. “Get that bastard, now!”
Eddie, out from the redwood-sided office trailer, put down the CB radio mic.
Logan, sensing Diana’s presence from afar, looked across the crowd at Stanton, and found her effortlessly. Even at that distance, their eyes locked. Diana raised a fist to him and grinned wildly. He grinned back. He looked beyond her, and hi
