“Oh, no?” he frowned a little, as if he didn’t quite believe me. “And where did the crews of workers come from who are removing rubble and moving bricks, as if they were going to build a five-star hotel on your property?”
“Luke, I’m telling you I haven’t hired anyone. Who is working on my property?”
At first, I must admit, I was quite frightened.
When the sheriff finally understood that it wasn’t my doing, he did me the favor of taking me to the former site of my house, and I confirmed that there were indeed two trucks, a small crane, three mobile trailers, and at least twenty people in yellow helmets working on the land. They had already cleared all the burned debris and the basement; and they were installing the new boiler when we arrived. At that moment I didn’t connect it with anyth
