a strange reverence for Sabrina. She wasn't a probie anymore;

went quiet. She walked straight up to me, her eyes filled with wha

cracking. "Molly can't go i

from any I'd ever felt o

about, Sabrina?" I a

ollapse... a line-of-duty death. It will bring a federal investigation down on th

to me, his face pale. The cre

around my shoulders, his grip tight. "Molly, maybe you should

der than any fire. H

aid, looking at him, then a

ed. Duncan, pressured by the crew a

e on house watch and equipment maintenance

rayal was a physical weight in my chest. I looked at Anthony, searching

had overturned, leaking unidentified chemicals. The team went, and I st

my job to handle the preliminary decontamination of the truck and their gear. As I was doing a routine

liquid washed over my boots and s

d, my voice tight with al

looked at the spill, then at me, and then at Sabrina, wh

ne of them whispered.

cals started to burn through my clothes and into my skin

onalism dissolving into raw panic.

d back by Sabrina's terrified gaze. He just st

ed me. They

smell of antiseptic unable to cover the stench of betrayal. My last thought wa