Diana looked at him, speechless. “Well—I’m sorry for your loss. B-but mudslides are common to the area. We follow established timber practices, and—”
Logan looked at her in an unfocused way, just getting the outline of her, debating whether or not to unleash the full load of his anger on her.
“And you must know,” Jessica cut into the momentary silence, “that the field headquarters is a public relations front. The selective cutting they’re doing in that area is something most of us support. Before your father took over, Pacific Lumber filed maybe thirteen timber harvest plans a year. This year alone, they’ve filed fifty-three.”
“I don’t know about that. But what I do know is that this is our land, and the last time I checked, this was the United States of America, and you have no right t
