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field. Breathing hard, Sarah scanned the woods looking for the mysterious fireman.
    He was gone. She turned her attention to the coat. It was black with bright yellow stripes across the chest and at the bottom of the jacket. The rest of the group caught up with her just as she picked the coat up.
    Scott gasped. “Where’d he go?”
    â€œHe disappeared into the woods.” Sarah held up the coat. “He left this.”
    â€œHe sure was acting weird.” Jackie wiped the moisture from her face with her shirtsleeve. Some of her curls clung to her forehead, trapped by her sweat.
    Sarah pursed her lips. “I know. Why in the world would he run off into the woods?”
    Jackie shook her head. “I don’t know. He should be rescuing people from this mess.”
    â€œMaybe…he isn’t a real fireman,” Sarah said.
    â€œMaybe.” Jackie’s eyes narrowed with suspicion. “Why would someone come up to the school pretending to be a fireman?”
    â€œThat is a very good question.” Sarah frowned as she rummaged through the pockets.
    â€œAnything?” Jackie asked.
    â€œNot really…just this cell phone.”
    Sarah was about to say more but was interrupted by a police officer yelling from the back parking lot of the school.
    â€œHey! You kids! Get over here!”
    Scott cursed under his breath. “It’s my dad.”
    The teenagers whirled around and jogged toward the Chief of Police.
    â€œFor Pete’s sake! What are you kids doing back here?” Chief Johnson grumbled when the kids reached the pavement.
    â€œWe’re worried about my Uncle Walt,” Sarah said.
    â€œYou’re not doing him any good back here.”
    â€œDad, their uncle was in the school when the explosion happened.”
    The Chief sighed and pushed his hat back off his forehead. “Okay, I know you’re worried about him, but there’s nothing you can do for him here. The best thing you can do is go home and wait. We’re doing everything we can to find all the survivors.”
    â€œWe found a body,” Sarah blurted out. Her body went rigid as the memory of the corpse hit her. A wave of nausea washed over her and she struggled to keep from puking.
    The chief shook his head. “Where?” His shoulders sagged, making him appear old and weary.
    â€œThat way.” Sarah pointed.
    â€œAll right, we’ll take care of it. Now, you kids…hey, why do you have that jacket?”
    â€œWe found it over there.” Sarah pointed toward the woods. “On the ground.”
    â€œYeah, Dad, this firefighter acted really weird. He chased us up the hill and then ran into the woods.”
    The Chief frowned and gazed toward the forest. “That’s strange. Is this the jacket he was wearing?”
    Sarah nodded. “Yeah, he dropped it before he went into the woods.”
    â€œWell, the fire department keeps an inventory of these. It should be easy enough to find out who it belongs to.” The Chief took the jacket from Sarah. “Now, I want you kids to head home. Scott, you go with them.”
    â€œAll right, Dad.”
    Scott walked away from the rubble with his arm around Lacey. Jackie trailed after them, and Sarah reluctantly followed her.
    Sarah stopped and looked over her shoulder. “You’ll call us as soon as you find my uncle?”
    â€œI promise. Now you kids get home.”
    Sarah frowned and dropped her head. “All right.”
    Jackie put her arm around her and gave her a squeeze. “Let’s go.”
    Sarah started to walk away and then turned back again. “Chief?”
    â€œY-e-e-e-s?”
    â€œThere was this cell phone in the pocket of the coat.” Sarah retraced her steps and handed it to the Chief.
    â€œWhat the…” He grabbed a plastic evidence bag from beneath his coat and put his hand inside it. Taking the phone from Sarah, the Chief examined it for a minute, before