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Cam walks through the tall grass, looking around. There's no trace of the cat and, probably, no hope of ever finding it again in such a large and open space. There's a small hill up ahead, no more than forty-fifty meters high. Still, it might give a better view of the farm area.

Cameron

Finding no trace of his assailant, Cameron looks at the hill. He is unable to resist climbing it to get a better view of the area, a familiar weakness from his boyhood.

I'll have a look he decides, and then will suggest leaving.

Cam reaches the top of the hill, and as soon as he can extend his view to the other side, he stops and scratches his head. There's work going on there, construction work. On the adjacent parcel of land, barely a few hundred meters away, at least half a dozen houses are being built. There are men moving around even as he watches, busy with their work.

Cameron

The sight of the construction surprises Cameron. The area seemed a little remote for house building, but then, he is a country boy. He retreats down the slope and calls for the others to join him. He’d particularly like Christopher’s opinion on the building work.

Holly ascends the hill and takes a look at the construction site. "That's the adjacent property," says Holly. "We're going to want to find out who owns it. There could be a connection with Trammel's organization, as there's clearly work being done on this property too."

Cameron

“They probably have a site office. We can go down and have a look. I wonder if they’re planning to build here too.”

Christopher Fontana

"Let's go back and collect the car and drive around, after all we're probably done here, so no need to traipse all the way back..." Christopher suggests.

Ian Morin

Ok, then. Let's get the car and talk to these fellas. If they are not building here, they must have at least saw if there was movement here in the last months.

"Good idea," says Holly. "Let's go."

You jump back in the car and drive back to the main road, then a few hundred meters in the direction of LA, until finally you cross another dirt road that leads you right to where the construction work is going on. The men from the construction crew show some moderate curiosity, but in general keep working without seeming to care too much.
A big man in his forties, red hair and green eyes, comes to meet you. He introduces himself as John Kavanah , head of the construction crew. "Aye, been working on these houses for a few months now. Big plan, they say, a new residential area. You know, in the green, but near the big city. People are willing to pay for that", he shrugs, "and that's good work for us. In these days we are living in...", he wipes his forehead as his voice trails off.

"Yes, it's a good thing that this project is providing work for you and all these men," says Holly. "How big is this residential area going to be? It looks like some work has been started on the adjacent property too." She points towards the abandoned farm.

The man scratches his head, looking in the direction Holly's pointing at: "Aye, we did start working there, but we ran into some troubles. A couple of snakebites, a wild rabid dog", he shrugs, "We were falling behind. So we decided to begin here instead", he concludes looking around.

"It must be lonely working all the way out here," says Holly. "Is it just animals around, or have other people come up this way?"

Christopher Fontana

Christopher frowns hearing the reason for the workers to re-locate their works, it felt odd... yes they might have had problems but surely they also had to work to a plan, a schedule. He didn't think it would be up to the head of the construction crew to decide where to start building. He carefully looked about him, noting their surroundings* trying to see if anything is 'off'.

"Yes, this does look like it could be a fine place to live, away from the city... say, who are the developers? I may be taking up a position at the University..." Christopher adds the last part, thinking on his feet. "... and it would be nicer not to have to live in the city." he plays up his East Coast accent a bit.

OOC:,*I'll use a point of Sense Trouble, **1 pt Credit Rating spend.

"Well, mister, it'll take some time to finish up the work here. Perhaps they'll be on sale six months from now. You can check at the offices of Red Rock Estates, back in LA", the man answers, then turns towards Holly. "Not many visitors around here, miss. You are the first new faces we see around here since we began our work".

Christopher,There is nothing out of order around, but the man has a strange vibe around him. You get the feeling he might be withholding something.

Holly waits to see if her companions have anything further to ask.

Cameron tries not to think too much about the animal bites. Although considering all he’s been through and done, perhaps going out by cat bite is what he deserves.

He addresses the foreman. “You couldn’t tell us who the owner of Red Rock is, could you sir? We’re looking to do some land speculating.”

"Well, you could talk with Thomas Robinson, at the LA office. Red Rock is a big one, they have offices all around the state, and some more over in Nevada and Arizona. I think the big boss is called Kenneth Turner, but I have never met him in person, or even seen him. i doubt you can simply walk up and get an appointment", he shrugs at the end of the phrase.

"Thank you," says Holly. "We'll be sure to see Mr. Robinson."

Cameron sighs. "Back to LA then?" he asks the others.