Chapter 5
Grady parked between the crew truck the Indian firefighters used and another Forest Service vehicle. He collected his powerful flashlight and then reached back behind the seat to get a blanket and the first aid kit he always carried. He blanked his mind against the worst-case possibilities, determined not to visualize them into reality.
Sully grabbed another flashlight and joined him in front of the pickup. They hesitated then over which way to go first. Grady fought the urge to run around crazily, yelling Jamie’s name. Most of the fire had moved along higher up the slopes and farther up the canyon. The smoky scent hung in the air, but otherwise, little sign of the blaze appeared.
Sully slipped his arm across Grady’s shoulders. The half-hug imparted a comfort Grady sorely need
