When the hearing was promptly called to order, and still no sign of Will, things didn’t look promising. The lead attorney for the GDC, a tall, bony man with a mop of dyed black hair, began to lay out the ground rules. He advised the commission that their charge was to approve the site plans only. Now was not the time for deflections about animal rights or complaints about alterations to the historic nature of the village.
One of the three lady conservationists objected on the grounds it was supposed to be an open hearing and residents and taxpayers had rights. A few onlookers murmured their approval.
Brian Forbes banged his gavel, waved the lady wildlife champion down, and said, “Yes, yes, Ms. Trumbull. All in due time.”
From then on it was one suited “expert” after another. And each su
