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73 Another burned body

Author: Zea Drew
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Date = 4 July

Place = San Francisco (Napa)

POV - Enrique

The wail of sirens tears through the quiet.

I turn just as the first Napa County fire truck comes barreling down the dusty access road, tires spitting gravel, red lights flashing across the smoke-filled riverbank. Behind it, a second truck follows — smaller — and a water tender close behind.

“Car,” Jackson gestures with his head to Miguel.

He grabs River’s arm and hardhandedly shoves the pipsqueak into the backseat of the car again. “Please … if they see you, you’ll put everyone in danger. Including Jackson and … her … understand.” She nods.

He closes the window and shuts the door. Childlock intact. Without a word, four guards surround the car. There’s no escape this time for the little hooligan.

It takes a few minutes for them to kill the flames. We watch in silence.

A firefighter in full gear steps back and signals to the others. “Secondary sweep, now! Check for reignition!”

One of them turns toward us — his face soot-smudged
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