The operator’s voice remained calm, but the words that followed made Henry’s stomach sink. “We have a fire emergency a few miles out that’s currently using most of our available units. I’m afraid it’s going to take us close to an hour to get someone out to you. Can you stay safe and keep an eye on the scene?”
An hour. Henry’s grip tightened around his phone as he took in the reality of the situation. “Understood,” he replied, feeling a knot of tension form in his chest. He glanced back at the auction house, its locked doors and priceless artifacts now vulnerable.