ended
in
New
Orleans.
She
regarded
him
with
interest
and
although
she
knew
that
she
should
broach
the
subject
of
why
they
were
here,
she
wasn’t
ready
to
do
that
yet.
Tonight
was
too
beautiful
to
bring
up
any
unpleasantries
just
yet.
“So,
how
are
things
going
at
work?”
she
asked,
after
taking
another
sip
of
her
wine.
In
New
Orleans,
he
had
told
her
that
he
had
made
the
transition
from
lieutenant
to
captain
rather
well,
but
hadn’t
gone
into
much
detail.
Because
her
father
had
been
a
fire
captain
for
years,
she
was
familiar
with
all
the
position
entailed.
She
was
well
aware
that
today
firefighters
needed
more
training
to
operate
increasingly
sophisticated
equipment
and
to
deal
safely
with
the
greater
hazards
that
were
associated
with
fighting
fires
in
larger,
more
elaborate
structures,
as
well
as
wild
fires.
In
her
eyes,
all
firefighters
were
heroes,
but
she
knew
being
a
fire
captain
also
required
strong
leadership
qualities.
A
captain
had
to
possess
the
ability
to
establish
and
maintain
discipline
and
efficiency,
as
well
as
direct
the
activities
of
the
firefighters
in
his
company.
“Work
is
fine,
and
how
are
things
at
Sala
Industries?”
he
asked
rousing
her
from
her
musings.
She
smiled.
“Things
are
great.
In
addition
to
working
with
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