Chapter 2
Before the first week was over, Grady’d revised that notion back and forth a dozen times. New concerns and challenges emerged at every turn. He found the budget pathetic. For a start, two trucks badly needed work, as did the fire station itself. In KC, the building would likely be condemned, and the chief would junk the trucks. He’d have to do a lot of things on the cheap and quickly to keep the department functional. Apparently, the former chief had pocketed funds earmarked for maintenance and repair, the son of a b***h. The upcoming meeting with the town council might help, but after hearing more about the community, he knew he could not count on much. Much was simply not to be had.
The volunteer firefighters proved to be a very mixed bag—some cheerful and welcoming; others i
