I can't explain the incidents that led up to it, but lets just say that the fire Kevin's department ended up fighting wasn't the one they were originally called for.
It was much, much worse.
I was outside doing yard work when a teen rode by on his bicycle. He started talking to me and then asked if I'd heard about the fire. What fire? I was thinking. The guys were called out of town.
This business, he tells me. Over by the campground. (Read: other side of town) They heard some explosions, were woken up by it.
I went over to take a look. Pretty bad for the business. Kevin's out with the arson investigators at the moment, sifting through the debris, so I didn't see him. But everyone's okay, nobody was in the building.
I'm relieved, and I'm going back over in an hour to see if they want lunch.