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.Go over to the break room around back and get one.In fact you can use one of mine; it’s sitting on top of my locker.Look for the one with the name Lewis on it; it’ll be the first locker on the third row when you walk into the break room.”Cyrus nodded his head and then walked back around behind the large iron platform and through the door to the room he assumed was the break room.He emerged wearing a hardhat with the name LEWIS written on the front.Cyrus waved to the tool pusher and he waved back,“That’s better!”Workers carrying various boxes of tools, parts, and cables, walked past him, oblivious to his presence.Cyrus got out his cell phone camera, turned it on, and started filming the men at the platform, holding it as though he were talking.As he was filming, three men approached him.Roughnecks, they call them, Cyrus said to himself.They carried a large metal apparatus up a ramp that led to the platform.Afraid of being detected, he closed the phone and clicked on the record audio button.When they passed him he grabbed part of the round, plug-like, metal object the men were carrying and followed them up the ramp.He wanted to find out what Tanner was hiding.The platform had two large bore holes positioned about twenty feet apart.Standing around the bore hole on the left, Cyrus saw several men lower a new drill head down its opening.The man in charge, the tool pusher, crouched over the large hole, helping to guide the drill head downward.“Lewis, bring over that casement packer!” he shouted and then once more.Cyrus noticed all the men on the ramp turn and stare at him.Then the man in charge stood up and pointing to Cyrus he squinted his eyes and then said, “You men over there, are you deaf? Bring that packer over here, now!”Cyrus, together with the other men, brought the metal fitting over to the foreman, or driller.The driller motioned to Cyrus to place the end of the packer in line with the end of the cylinder.Cyrus figured the driller assumed he was in charge because he was the oldest.The funny thing was all the other men with him acted as if he were in charge as well.“Hold it steady right there, that’s it.” He ordered and started attaching it to a large section of metal tube.Cyrus could feel his arms burning from holding up his small part of the heavy apparatus.When driller finished attaching the packer, he patted Cyrus on the back and motioned to the next crew of men to bring the metal apparatus they were holding over to him.Cyrus separated from his three coworkers and walked over to the far side of the platform where another group of workers had congregated over another bore hole.Above it, a boom held up one end of a twenty foot section of casement pipe.Cyrus did not like the way the pipe was hanging loosely at the end of a cable, swaying back and forth.It was then he realized the casement pipe was probably the source of the loud noise he and Max had heard previously.The next moment he spotted confirmation of his conjecture lying a few feet from the borehole, pushed up against the wall, twisted and bent.The three men he saw loitering around this bore-hole were dressed in designer jeans and polo shirts.They each had a lab notebook.Their faces and hands were clean and they were drinking coffee.One of the men was much larger than the other two, tall and blonde.He had a prominent Roman nose and large, blue, eyes.Cyrus guessed his age to be mid-forties.His relaxed attitude around his two companions gave Cyrus the impression he was the senior engineer.Cyrus could read the name on his lab book written in large black letters: Peter Grigoryan.The other two men were shorter and very young, probably just out of college only a couple of years.Cyrus assumed they were engineers or geophysicists since they weren’t actually doing anything.He photographed them and the extra bore hole with his cell phone camera.He checked to make sure he had the audio on.He walked a few feet away, over to the rear of the platform next to two vending machines, one with coffee and one with sandwiches.Cyrus stood by them and acted as if he were trying to make up his mind which sandwich he was going to buy.“It’s too bad about Tanner’s kid” he heard the youngest looking one say.Cyrus read his badge: Herb Pokorny.“Didn’t happen soon enough if you ask me,” Grigoryan replied.The other engineers widened their eyes.Herb shook his head [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]