Chapter Thirty-Two
Cade
I hooked my hand on the edge of the plane’s roof and ducked into the plane. I’d been at the main camp with my crew for two days, bad weather fogging us in. The weather was great because the rain was a godsend at tamping down the massive fire. Flights had been limited to only those necessary, so we were antsy to get out now. A small break in the rain opened up just enough clearing for a few flights this morning. Fred, the very pilot who’d flown me out here, happened to be our pilot this afternoon.
Fred caught my eyes and flashed a grin. “Get in fast guys,” he called. “Looks like we’ve got a small window here.”
We hustled into the small plane, this one larger than the two-seater that Fred had flown to get me here with enough seating for six people. The rest of the
