“For what?”
The contractor pointed toward the spring.
Mark held up his phone.
“Before you do anything, you need to see this.”
He showed the contractor the environmental correspondence.
The man's expression changed.
“You're saying this is protected?”
“That's what the agency told me.”
The contractor called his supervisor.
After several minutes, the crew packed up.
Mark watched them leave.
Across the road, a vehicle belonging to Karen was parked.
Mark recorded that too.
That evening, he sent the video to Frank.
By the next morning, half the neighborhood had seen it.
The story finally became impossible to dismiss.
Chapter 7 — The Alliance
Residents began gathering at Mark's house.
They weren't there to swim.
They were there because they had finally realized they weren't alone.
Frank helped them organize.
They called themselves the Harmony Creek Homeowners Alliance.
Their goals were simple: