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“Maybe I can…” She faltered.
“What’s happening in there? You can’t stop it. And you don’t want to bounce in there just to see it. Believe me,” Edilio said. “You don’t want to see it.”
The cries were not heard again. A few minutes later the roof collapsed inward.
“The fire is spreading on its own now. We should try to make a fire break,” Ellen said.
“A what?” Edilio asked.
“A fire break. It’s what they do in forest fires. They knock down the trees that are in the path of the fire. It stops the fire from moving tree to tree.”
“You talking about knocking down houses?” Howard said. “You talking about Orc knocking down houses. That’s going to—”
“Shut up, Howard,” Orc said. Not mean, but definite.
Howard shrugged. “Okay, big guy, if you want to get all altruistic.”
“Whatever,” Orc said.
Dekka ran into Edilio. Literally. She was obviously half blinded by smoke.
“Dekka!” Edilio cried. “Have you seen Sam?”
Dekka tried to answer, choked, coughed, and ended up shaking her head.
“Okay. Come with us. The fire is still spreading.”
“What are you—?” she managed to ask.
“We’re going to make a fire break,” Edilio said. “The fire is jumping house to house. We’re going to knock some houses down and push them back.”
“Get Jack, too,” Dekka said, squeezing the words out and biting off the racking cough that followed.
“Good idea,” Edilio said. “Taylor?”
Taylor disappeared.
“Come on, guys,” Edilio said, trying to rally his sick, dispirited group. “We can maybe still save a lot of the town.”
He led the way and the others followed.
Where was Sam? Usually it would be Sam leading the way. Sam handing out orders.
Was Sam okay? Had he caught up with Zil? Had he done what he threatened to do? Had he killed Zil?
Edilio could still hear echoes of the cries from the burning house. He knew he would be hearing them in his dreams for a long time to come. He wasn’t going to manage too much sympathy for Zil if Sam had carried out his threat.
But even now it didn’t sit well with Edilio. It was just another symptom of a world gone crazy.
Taylor bounced back as they reached Sheridan Avenue. There was smoke everywhere. The fire was moving across backyards from Sherman to the west side of Sheridan.
“Jack’s on his way. Breeze tried to get up but she took like three steps and folded.”
“Is she okay?” Dekka asked.
“Flu and super speed don’t go too well together, I think,” Taylor said. “She’ll live.”
Edilio tried to make sense of the lay of the land. Fire raged to the west. There was no normal wind, there never was in the FAYZ, but it seemed as if the fire was making its own wind. Blowtorch heat blew. No question the fire would follow that wind.
