Bennett swept a hand across his chin. “I’ll help you tape signs to the front and back doors telling her where to go.”
“Thanks for understanding,” she said, touching his shoulder. “But just so we’re clear, don’t tell me what to do. Explain it, and let me decide.”
As the siren continued to shriek, Bennett handed the keys to Poppy. “I’ll wait for Sunny with your aunt. If you’re okay to drive SUV, you can take it up to the ridgetop.”
“I had only one glass of wine,” Poppy said, looking alert. “And that quake released a lot of adrenaline in me.”
“Good.” Bennett continued, speaking efficiently and motioning in the direction of the ridgetop. “Chief Clarkson will have a person at the base directing traffic, and he’ll be at the top telling people where to go. Look for him. Be careful to avoid an
