Paige’s POV
By sunrise, the Iron Vipers were already at the warehouse, and the sight of so many people standing among the damage made it clear that nobody intended to sit around feeling sorry for themselves.
The fire had destroyed a large portion of the building, several trucks had been damaged beyond repair, and equipment that had taken years to collect was now nothing more than twisted metal and ash.
Still, everyone had shown up.
Mason stood near the entrance with a clipboard while Derek coordinated the cleanup crews, and Jace was speaking with the employees about what they needed while insurance investigators continued documenting the damage. And I walked closer to Jace.
“What can we do?” I asked as he looked toward the debris.
“We clear everything that is safe to move, and then w
