Sadly, the California wildfires are still burning. Today I’ll be posting excerpts about my hero firefighter, Colin Callahan. Many thanks to the men and women who save our homes, our wild lands and our lives.
Firefighter Colin Callahan is having a brush with the supernatural. Not only is a tiny light leading him to female victims trapped in burning houses, he’s having erotic dreams about an angel.
Ella Lansing is lying in a coma. She wants to wake up but her spirit is busy acting as a guardian angel. Colin is the only person Ella can touch, her only link to the mortal world and her midnight visits with the hunky firefighter are becoming increasingly more interesting.
Colin Callahan’s flashlight barely penetrated the dark haze of thick black smoke in the burning house. The flames shooting up the stairwell reminded him of last week’s fire. Even through his protec- tive clothing, he felt the searing heat. He came upon a door and yanked it open. Colin’s hopes were quickly dashed as the beam of his flashlight slid over the empty tub. He turned and saw a light moving in the thick haze. “Androzi, is that you?”
Colin heard only static and the suck of oxygen from his air tank.
The light flashed as if bidding him to follow. Chasing Androzi’s light, Colin hustled down the length of the hallway to the room farthest from the blaze. The light flashed brightly.
Colin swept the room with the beam of his flashlight. The covers were hanging down to the floor, but the bed was unoccupied. To his right, the light began to spin. He aimed the beam and saw a closet door. Colin strode across the room and opened the door. Crouched on the floor, half-hidden by hanging clothes, was a woman.
“I’ve got her!” Colin dropped to one knee. “You copy that, Androzi?”
He leaned close. The terrified woman blinked several times. At first she resisted him, slapping at him when he tried to pull her out of the closet, but Colin got a good hold on her and heaved her over his shoulder. He rose, adjusted her weight and turned.
Where was Androzi?
Colin spotted the flicker of Androzi’s light and followed it out of the bedroom and back down the hallway leading to the window he’d broken to enter the house. When he reached the window, the light disappeared. He stuck his head out the window. Androzi was climbing up the ladder.
After he placed the woman in a waiting ambulance, Colin turned to Androzi. “How did you know she was in the closet?”
Androzi coughed and spat. “What closet?”
“I saw your light. I followed you into the bedroom and found her in the closet.”
“Not me,” Androzi said. “I didn’t climb the ladder until you said you had her.”
The light had led him to the victim. He’d followed it back to the window. “Someone was up there.”
Fire Angel is available at eRedSage and Amazon