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“Time-touring. Have you ever?”
She blinked, tried to force her brain to function again. “No. But . . . Carl
and I, we were going to go . . . through TT-86, to London. Got the tickets and
everything, used false ID to buy them, to keep it a secret . . .”
The taxi that Armstrong had taken from its driver slewed around another
corner, merged with traffic on Broadway, slowed to a decorous pace.
“Kid,” the detective said softly, “those tickets might just save your life.
Because the only by-God way out of this city now is through TT-86.”


Other Books in the Time Scout Series:

Time Scout
Wagers of Sin
Ripping Time
The House That Jack Built (forthcoming)

Baen Books by Linda Evans:

Far Edge of Darkness
Bolos: The Triumphant
(by David Weber & Linda Evans)


Chapter One
She hadn’t come to Shangri-La Station for the usual reasons.
A slight and frightened young woman, Jenna had lost the lean and supple
dancer’s grace which had been hers . . . God, was it only three days ago? It
seemed a year, at least, for every one of those days, a whole lifetime since
the phone call had come.
“Jenna Nicole,” her aunt’s voice had startled her, since Aunt Cassie hadn’t
called in months, not since before Jenna had joined the Temple, “I want to see
you, dear. This evening.”
The commanding tone and the use of her full name, as much as the unexpected
timing, threw her off stride. “This evening? Are you serious? Where are you?”
Jenna’s favorite aunt, her mother’s only sister, didn’t live anywhere near New
York, only appeared in the City for film shoots and publicity appearances.
“I’m in town, of course,” Cassie Tyrol’s famous voice came through the line,
faintly exasperated. “I flew in an hour ago. Whatever you’ve got on your
calendar, cancel it. Dinner, class, Temple services, anything. Be at Luigi’s
at six. And Jenna, darling, don’t bring your roommate. This is business,
family business, understand? You’re in deep trouble, my girl.”
Jenna’s stomach clenched into knots. Oh, my God. She’s found out! Aloud, she
managed to say, “Luigi’s at six, okay, I’ll be there.” Only a lifetime’s worth
of acting experience and the raw talent she’d inherited from the same family
that had produced the legendary Jocasta “Cassie” Tyrol got that simple
sentence out without her voice shaking. She’s found out, what’ll she say,
what’ll she do, oh my God, what if she’s told Daddy? She wouldn’t tell him,
would she? Jenna’s aunt hated her father, almost as much as Jenna did.
Hand shaking, Jenna hung up the phone and found Carl staring at her, dark