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“Oh, God!” Susan’s voice quaked as they crested the top of the hill and she saw the small house engulfed in flames.
Tyson’s truck sped up passing another truck going the opposite direction.
“That’s Byron’s truck,” Everett said.
Lydia gripped the seats as if she were getting a good look. “Eric is with him.”
Everett nodded and Smyth must have noticed too as he followed Byron and didn’t go up to the house.
Everett followed Smyth, but stopped as two more trucks sped toward Eric’s.
He slowed and rolled down his window as Russell stopped. “Eric’s not in the house, but it’s engulfed. Don’t go inside.”
“We’ll try to get a handle on it.”
“Get to Tyson before he goes in looking for Eric. I’m following Byron.”
“What’s going on?”
“I don’t know yet,” Everett said as he took off down the dirt road following his brother’s truck.