“Nah. You ever hear a sprain’s worse than a break? We’re gonna find out…”
Shady Brady laughed in spite of himself. “Christ, you’re a piece of work. Get in.”
Jack wearily pulled himself into the truck, not easy—it was high, he was weak and the ankle was real bad. He’d hurt it right off, taking that dive into the ravine.
When the driver was settled behind the wheel, he reached behind him into the extended cab and grabbed a bottled water, handing it to Jack. “Take it slow or you’ll puke in my truck.”
“I know how to do this,” Jack said, then guzzled the water fast enough to make the concern a reality. In fact he belched and hiccuped a few times and lowered his window. But it was okay; the water stayed down. He leaned his head back and said, “Oh man. Long night.”
“How’d you end up here?”
“I got separated from the crew. Wind shifted, a tree exploded, I had to take a dive and run for it. But with no stars because of the smoke, I have no idea where I am. I walked all night.” He guzzled more water. “What are you doing out here?”
The guy laughed. “Getting the hell out of here. Listen, I’ll leave you by the county road where you’ll get picked up. I’ll leave you water, but I can’t go back that way. I’m all done there.”
“I’ve heard that before…”
“Well, this time it’s the real deal. I’m so outta here. You’ll be all right. No one’s going to drive by a firefighter, even though you could just as easily be an inmate on the run. Especially the way you put yourself in the middle of the road—nice touch.”
They drove in silence awhile; Jack rehydrated himself and Shady Brady just drove at a dangerously high speed on the deserted road. It was only about fifteen minutes before he came to an intersection with the county road; it would have taken Jack most of the day to get this far on his ankle—if he didn’t collapse or drop dead first.
“There will be cars along this road, don’t worry.” He reached behind him and grabbed a couple of bottled waters. “Stay off the ankle, go slow, ration the water—”
“I’ve been in the desert,” Jack said irritably.
“Yeah, I know. Just wait for a ride. I have to go, man. That’s all there is to it.”
Jack narrowed his eyes. “Why can’t you be just a hundred percent good or a hundred percent bad? Why do you have to keep me all confused all the time?”
He laughed. “My specialty—confusion. Listen—that fire was set. I can’t prove it, but all I’m lacking are the facts. People died. Far as I’m concerned, death is against the rules.”
“I don’t know what you are, man,” Jack said. “Half the time I see you, you really piss me off. The other half, you come through. And you’re a marine—I saw the devil dog on your arm. But there are shitty marines out there, so I didn’t let that influence me…”
“Just get out,” he said. “Stay off the leg as much as possible, I guarantee a ride will come along. Since we won’t see each other again, it would be better for me if you didn’t talk it around that I picked you up. I’d really like to go up in a puff of smoke right now. So to speak.”
“I should tell the police what you said, about it being set…”
“You know what? When they find the source of that fire, there will be a body. That body had nothing to do with me. You do what you have to do—but if you gossip a lot about this free ride, like I was there, and get some local growers looking for me, I’m going to die. And like I said, I consider that against the rules.”
Jack grinned. Okay—here was a guy who was an illegal grower, but couldn’t seem to resist saving lives like crazy, and didn’t mind if the police heard what he’d been up to, but didn’t want the other growers in the area to catch wind… He must be in deep kimshie with some growers. Now, what kind of guy would he have to be to fear the growers more than the cops? “No reason I have to say anything, pal. Appreciate the ride. Slow down a little, huh? You’re frickin’ dangerous.”
“I’m in a hurry.”
“Yeah. You wanna get there? Thanks for the ride. Try to stay out of trouble.”
Once the truck door was closed, he peeled out, leaving a cloud of dust in his wake.
The drizzle continued, steaming up the ground; it was still so hot. The hottest summer ever, made hotter by the burning forest.