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“Jeannie.” Henderson had been handing out orders like candy.
Steve had been sidelined the moment that Carly had answered his question. It’s a matter of fighting one side to a standstill before tackling the other side, especially if the winds continue from the south. Probably what we’d have to do anyway. I was going to suggest running against the other side first to steer it away from the camp.
“Yeah, boss?” Jeannie looked pretty bright-eyed for a woman who’d flown fourteen straight hours against fire.
“Your bird is rigged for nighttime flight?”
“Sure. But not for night fire. And I’m at my limit for the day, over actually.”
“Fine. Log Kee as the pilot. She’s been sitting on her ass all day anyway.”
“Hey,” the woman protested in mock anger, but Henderson rolled right over her.
“Ke
