Chapter 56: Call 911!

Grant stopped. “What’s wrong with Bear?”

Blake looked to see his dog scratching at the bottom of the sliders and whining softly. “Son of a…” he muttered, gently placing Emma on her feet. He retrieved the gun from the top of the armoire and turned to Shasta. “Everybody stays right here until I get back.”

With a determined stride, Blake headed out the front door and stopped cold. The brush between the main house and the first of the cabins was ablaze with flames as high as the buildings and getting taller by the second.

“Amy, call 911!” he shouted over his shoulder, parking the shotgun in the corner and running out into the night.

Shasta peered out the door and saw the fire. “Oh, my god!” She ran to the phone in the office and dialed as quickly as she could. “Yes, we have a huge brush fire at Lake Miranda Lodge. Please hurry!”