But hearing that Bjorn Dixon's rescue plan was quite thorough, they didn't interrupt him.
Have Dirk Carter and Edith Walsh really died?
No, they haven't.
In the nick of time.
Dirk Carter knew it was too late to run.
With his injured leg, he pulled Edith Walsh into the nearby bedroom, scrambled under the bed, which was fortunately made of sturdy solid wood with plenty of space. After the dust settled, they were surprised and relieved to find themselves still alive.
But the house had collapsed.
The soil and rocks completely covered around the bed.
Getting out was basically impossible.
Two hours after the rescue meeting ended, around eleven in the afternoon, nearly four hours had passed since Dirk Carter got buried.
Helen Fletcher arrived at the County Committee office.
As soon as she got out of the car, she saw Caden Dixon waiting at the door.
"Has the rescue begun?"
Helen Fletcher asked.
Caden Dixon shook his head and replied, "Not yet."
"Why hasn't it started?"
