Why Are Firetrucks Red Siri นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Her lips parted and her eyes began to pour small drops of tears. “What are you doing? You're a firefighter! You should be saving my mother inside!” Rio captured everyone's eyes when he attacked the firefighter and even grabbed his collar. He was filled with rage and pain at that moment. “Sir, I'm sorry but we can't do anything anymore. The fire is extreme, I'm afraid we cannot save your mother who's inside.” The man explained professionally while Rio was still grabbing his collar and eyeing him with his widened eyes. “What? You fvcking idiots! You don't even know your job! Save my mother! Save her! What are yo—”

"The third anchor is in that fire! If you don’t drop the ramp right now, everything Christian fought for turns to ash in five minutes!" Marcus moved like a wall of iron, stepping between me and the marshals’ guns. His big hand gripped my wrist, gently but firmly pulling me from Vance before some nervous sniper could fire. "Sierra, look at the treeline," Marcus grunted, the edge in his voice razor sharp and intense. His dark eyes narrowed as he watched a string of bright white lights speeding through the pines behind the burning building. "Those aren’t local firefighters. Those are tactical ATVs. Someone’s extracting the hard-drive container right now." "Julian, track the signature!" I gasped

"Ooh, it's time!" I jump as the first firework explodes in the air, bright colors of pink and green, holding onto Ryan tightly as another batch explode to our left. This group is red, white, and blue. I've always felt patriotic because of Trevor, but being held in this man's arms who served his country, it means a lot more to me now.

We just need to get to him now. We realise when we get closer that it won’t be as easy as we thought. The trucks are already in flames. We have to get through the rumble to get to Carl’s car that is right in the middle of them all. My heart sinks when I see a sensor on one of the cars. “Why that face?” my partner in hell asks and I tell her. “This car’s insurance must have received the impact signal by now. We don’t have enough time.” I have not completed my sentence when we hear an ambulance and police sirens.

I replied, and added, "What are you?” "I'm Sirri. Please, give me your destination," the system said, and a map appeared on the screen before me. I smiled but chose the option of turning the map off. Sirri added, "Drive safe!” I smirked, “He didn't even consider choosing a feminine car for me.” I stopped the car before the tall building of Merrin Group and tried to cover the hickies on my neck with a scarf before going out in public.

Rugged in a way that made his chest tighten. She frowned at him. “Why are you staring?” “I wasn’t staring.” He lied She blinked. “Whatever.” “Let’s go.” They walked to the garage, and she paused when she saw which car he sat in. “Why are we taking the Cybertruck?” she asked, sliding in beside him. “Why not your shiny Porsche that looks like it came out of a movie?” He started the engine. “The Cybertruck has better security.” “Better security,” she repeated. “So now we’re… what? Going into a war zone?”

She just followed the pull. Beck grabbed her wrist, tugging her behind the firetruck, away from the chaos. The roar of the flames still filled the air, but back here the noise was distant, like a wall of sound keeping the rest of the world out. The siren lights bled red across his face, making his jaw look sharper, his eyes darker. “What are you doing,” she whispered, even though she already knew. “Burning,” he said.

She takes the door handle, turns, and pushes the door out. Her car is a shiny fire-red pick-up truck that has a chicken coop on the truck bed while a goat sits in the back seat. "Fire red is an unusual color for someone who doesn't want to get noticed don't you think?" "I know right?" She grins "I've wanted that truck for so long. I decided to indulge myself this time since I'll be moving soon to a new life." "Oh, okay. So..." "Yeah. To your questions. Let me first introduce myself like you suggested... You're not going to believe this, but I am indeed the Lily you know..."

My need that I can’t possibly have trusted so many people that wanted to hurt me. “You’re still going to need to come down for questioning, Harmony.” Issac explains and she looks back at me, “That’s fine. I’m just so happy they found you.” She tells me, and I smile at her. “Me too.” I whisper, the firetrucks stop in front of the house, and they start moving quickly to put out the fire that has taken over the house.

"Chief is that armoured truck smoking or is it really on fire?" One sergeant asked the chief of police whom he was traveling with behind the truck with the said prisoners. "Damnit Kruger, when did you notice that? Of course it's a darn fire! Quickly notify everyone behind and instruct the driver to pull over.." The chief of police was astonished to see that the armoured truck caught fire. It was unheard of. "Why worry chief, it's good riddance to the rubbish inside. Is death by fire really different from death by the chair?"