After they finished with the trees, a fire had been started in her brick-lined fire pit. Cold pizza was inhaled and a cooler of beer had been recovered from one of the trucks. Almost no one had more than one, though, in case they were called in the morning.
They’d sat for hours, talking about fires and, perhaps inevitably, women. Krista, a broad-shouldered Nordic blond and apparently Johnny’s other main assistant, sat across the fire beside Two-Tall, razzing the men about all of things they didn’t understand about women. She was as brash and salty as many of the guys—funny, but a little out there for Laura. She wished Jeannie had stayed; she would have liked to get to know the woman better.
She was walking back in the dark from moving her truck out of the way, when she spotted Tim and Jo
