“I’m in the creek,” Jill called. “Stuck trying to get back to your side.”
Randall looked down the slope and saw the big red engine down in the bottom of the valley. The fire was still running hot through the trees, headed her way. This first fireline was only to get the fire off the slopes. The second battle would be down in the those trees, so there was nothing set up there yet to protect her.
He slammed into gear and raced down the hill toward her, barely remembering to warn Sheila to hang on before he slammed over a foot-thick fallen tree.
“I stuck it good,” Jill called out as he drove up. She already had a length of chain hooked up to her front bumper, but the slope was steep and he wouldn’t have a lot of extra power to pull her free while trying to climb. Hopefully it would be enou
