TWENTY-FIVE
It didn't take long before the fire department, and the police had blocked off the area. Bright orange flames licked at the blackened sky, and thick black smoke billowed upwards, filling the air.
The heat from the inferno could be felt nearly a hundred feet away, and firefighters surrounded the building and launched a torrent of spray, hoping to control the blaze while others sprayed the closet buildings in hopes of preventing the spread of the white-hot flames. Steel stood at the ambulance where Garry Sanchez was being checked after his ordeal.
“Oh, thank you, officer … uh, detective.” Sanchez realised he had no idea who his saviour was. Steel smiled and took a long sip of bottled water.
“You're not going to tell me, are you?” he asked. Steel looked over and let the heat o
