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Cal had been strangely withdrawn while they’d eaten breakfast together before returning to the airport. Once again, Jeannie found herself making excuses for him; he’d been awake for three days and then slept twelve hours like the dead. Maybe that was it.
But what if it wasn’t? Was it about the s*x? About their growing relationship? Was it…
They were the last to arrive at the Alice Springs airport, though it was still before dawn. Everyone was gathered around the back of the hangar.
Jeannie attempted to apologize for being late, though she didn’t recall any meeting being called. Henderson waved her off, signaling that everything was okay.
Cal grabbed a coffee and dropped into a chair. Henderson stood and any morning chatter faded away.
“We’ve been asked to work two separate fires.”
