Thirty-Four
I’d never felt anything quite like the blaze around me. For a brief moment, I wondered if this was what Hell felt like? Shadows shimmered in the heat around me, playing tricks on my eyes until I couldn’t tell whether there were actually people near me.
In the distance I heard the wail of sirens, no doubt the fire department come to extricate us. We may have lost three good officers and agents today—no normal person could withstand this heat, especially if they’d been near the center of the blast—but I’d be damned if I lost a child.
“Neveah! Call out!” I yelled as loud as I could above the roar of the flames.
I got no reply. I refused to believe that meant I was going to find four bodies. I ended up on my belly, crawling awkwardly on my good arm to conserve oxygen and avoid
