Claude skimmed the note, hand on his forehead. "The cause?"
"Most likely an issue with the explosives. Either the foundation was weaker or the explosion stronger than expected," Caruso answered, wincing as if he had personally caused the accident.
"We'll head out right away. Get the car ready, Owen. Caruso, you stay here and help Mother."
"Claude! I'm the one in charge of these mining operations. I should—"