“Until we ask, we'll never know,” she replied. “Listen, Dr. Morris, the reports from both the living and the dead are so similar. The fire seemed to spring up from everywhere at once. There was no time for anyone to get to safety. That is not normal. Grass fires come from a certain direction. People see them coming and evacuate. When a building burns, the occupants might not escape, but someone else is sure to see the flames and raise the alarm before the entire town is engulfed. And this fellow is not the only one who saw a person amid the buildings, seeming to cast fire in all directions as he passed by. Something happened here, and it was intentional.”
“Arson?” Now, it seemed, Dr. Morris was paying attention to her words more than her face. He paused as the canvas flapped in a hot, dry
