40Sirens echoed below the ridge, red lights flashed from vantage points on the houseline, more dipped and rose in the valleys of the park, following the fire, powerless to do little else.
Choppers with spotlights crowded the sky, gawking at the devastation below. Slashes of light crossed and re-crossed the cliffs, hovered over the group of women and men in a huddle waiting for rescue and dashed off only to return and hover a little more.
Anthony tried not to think about how many times they’d been filmed and commented on, how much speculation they were the focus of. Two paramedics darted from person to person, checking for injuries, chatting casually while asking pointed questions and providing feedback to whoever listened in on their radios.
The younger of the two paramedics treated the
