18570505 03:46:11

18570505 03:46:11

The letter, which Daron had left behind on a writing desk in his house, was dated as sent on the First of May and read as follows:

"First delivery shall arrive on the upcoming Fifth. Just after Midnight. Be sure to have a regiment of men ready to a massive portion of earth and clay immediately when we reach you. At least one hundred would all be put to use if you can arrange for it. B."

Daron stood ready at a high platform above the unloading area in anticipation for the arrival, while his team of one hundred fifty men stood in wait below. Some men idly walked about in place, and others leanined upon their shovels, all talking happily in anticipation of the work they were about to receive. Finally, he heard the steady high pitched grind of steel become stronger as the train inched its way towards the destination; within minutes, he saw the light of the lead engine pierce through the darkness and show itself to be a few lengths away from the entrance of the warehouse. It was at this point when one of the men of the team climbed up to stand beside Daron - he was the one who would indicate to the conductor to move forward when the cars were emptied. The two shook hands when they stood side by side.

The train finally came to a point where it was signaled to stop, and the carriage of the first car was pried open to allow the dirt and earth within it to spill onto the now moving conveyor belts. The men who stood ready at this reception area were at one end of a length of a few dozen yards of conveyor belt and used their shovels to guide the material from the rail cars, while at the other end more men stood in wait to receive the dirt from the belt and move it manually to the sides for further collection and distribution. The two men at the top platform watched the dirt drain away from the rail car, at which point the man at Daron's side yelled out, which signaled for the next car to approach for unloading.

After the second rail car was opened for unloading, Daron removed himself from the platform and walked to the outside of the warehouse, where he saw Bureau walking towards him. The two met with hands outstretched and grins as wide as their mouths could stretch. Despite being far removed from all of the activity, the two still had to nearly shout at each other to be heard.

"It's done, old man."

"So it is. I never would have dreamed."