Gladys looked down at the flashing lights. “They think we’re on fire. Someone should go handle that.”
October headed for the fire escape. “I have connections in the fire department,” she said. “I’ll talk to them.”
Adam watched as the Beekeepers continued their retreat into the smoke until only one remained. Adam’s aunt Abuya approached him. “Take this,” she said. She offered him a small ornate box. “I’ve been looking after them for you.”
Adam took the box and opened it. Bees. Survivors left over from his first hive. He looked back up, but Abuya was gone with the smoke.