There were several ambulances there and EMT crews working on badly injured survivors. Off to the side she saw where bodies were zipped into black bags and placed out of eh way for the morgue to pick up. Captain MacNeill, in full gear, was standing beside one of the trucks, talking to one of he firefighters. When he saw her, he waved her over.

"This is a real bad one, Randi." He sounded tired. "Seven dead, twelve injured. They're still fighting the blaze." He point to an area ...