Landman -

He stood up and looked at the big picture. To the north: three million dollars’ worth of drilled but uncompleted wells. To the south: a pipeline easement expiring in seventy-two hours. And here, under his boots, one dead pioneer child who had no lawyer, no lobbyist, and no voice.

The next morning, the survey team found a previously unmapped fault line exactly where Clay had said the ground was unstable. No one questioned it. The pad moved. Oil flowed six days later. Landman

Luis blinked. “Sir?”

“Mr. Barlow. We got a problem.”