CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
“Keep going,” John Wolverton decided. “These rigs can take a lot of heat.”
The front transport plunged into the boiling woods, flames rising a hundred feet into the sky where the tinder-dry woodland had succumbed to the fire. Eva's transport followed right on its tail. As they surged headlong into the furnace, Eva beheld rivers of flame pouring down between trees where ground level foliage had caught fire. Trunks smoldered, cracks in the black-charred bark revealing glowing wood underneath like a network of veins. Where there was no fire, the ground shined red.
“It could be worse,” said Matt Tanzer in an out-of-place upbeat voice.
“How could this be worse?” Luke challenged.
“Well, we don't have him chasing us! Look left.”
Above the burning skyline rose another of t
