George Malani heard about the fire before breakfast.
He was in his office when the first call came. The secretary had not even brought in his tea yet. The report was short, messy, and full of the kind of details people used when they were trying not to sound afraid.
"Sir, North Annex burned last night," the manager said. "The main yard is safe, but the side building is badly damaged. Two vans are gone. We are still checking the records."
George listened without interrupting.
"Was it electrical?" he asked.
"The fire team has not said yet, sir."
"Then find out before they say it to someone else."
He ended the call and sat back.
One fire could be an accident. A bad wire, a careless guard, a worker smoking where he should not. George did not like accidents, but accidents happened around companies that moved goods at night.
Then the second and third calls came.
