There were literally never emergencies in Hawthorne Harbor. Never.
Never.But when Bennett’s phone rang as he stepped out of the shower, Charles said, “We’ve got an emergency.”
“I’m ten minutes out.” And that was if he was already dressed, which he wasn’t. “What’s going on?”
“Massive fire in Forks. They’re calling in everyone.”
“Wow. Must be bad.” Bennett’s heart pounded like he’d just sprinted the last four hundred yards of a marathon. Forks was an hour away without traffic, and if they needed the Hawthorne Harbor Fire Department on the scene…
He said, “Be there in five,” and hung up, focusing on getting dressed and getting out of the house as quickly as possible.
Uno and Charles were already on the truck when he pulled in, and he swung into the passenger seat to find all his gear th
