“Well, unless you know of some other top secret facility with a time-travel device in it…”
Vančura shook his head with a slight smile.
“And I don’t.”
“Then back to the Sandglass facility it is, then.
Eddie ignored them both, pointedly. It didn’t make much difference, but he did it with single-minded determination, mostly because there wasn’t anything else he could do. Vančura leaned back and closed his eyes.
“Remind me again why we need to go back in time? The rest of it makes sense, but as far as I can tell, another trip through the knothole will just complicate things.”
With a brief shrug and a slight wince, Armelle considered the question. At length, she glanced at him and shook her head.
“It’s complicated. No, don’t start off on me! I’ll dumb it down, but it won’t be quite as accurate. Look, the STAd does create a distortion I can measure, but once it’s measurable, it’s too late to do anything about it. The damage is already done. If we’re actually going to fix the problem, we have to do it before it happens, obviously.”
Beside her, Eddie rolled his eyes loudly, but didn’t say anything. Ignoring him, she continued.
“Anyway, nobody said anything about traveling back in time. That would be pretty useless, at this stage.”
Vančura blinked and stared at her . In stark contrast – and entirely true to form – Eddie completely missed every possible implication of Armelle’s comment. Vancura’s sharp reply, however, nearly startled the little man right out of his seat.
“You. Are. Crazy.”
She stared at him, eyes wide. Vančura never raised his voice. But he just had.
“How can someone so smart be so dumb?”
Eddie perked up at that. It occurred to him that something resembling a fight was brewing and he was sitting right in the middle of it. Even though the truck hadn’t slowed any, the prospect of jumping was beginning to look more attractive by the second.
The cab was quiet for several minutes as Armelle tried to come up with a response while glaring at Vančura. When she finally spoke, it was with a half-angry, half-hurt tone.
“It’s perfectly logical plan!! And I’m not dumb!”
Eddie winced and wondered if folding his arms over his head would help save him from verbal fallout.
End Chapter 15 – Part 1
Go to Chapter 15 – Part 2
Nobody ever said writing was easy. Between my inability to handle a calendar, a late shift, and my boss calling in an emergency shift (and then cancelling it) this installment almost didn’t get written. Fortunately, stubbornness has prevailed again and you’ve got your weekly ‘Twicebound’!
Want to read the previous installments? They’re right here!
Chapter One, Chapter Two, Chapter Three,
Chapter Four, Chapter Five, Chapter Six,
Chapter Seven, Chapter Eight, Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten, Chapter Eleven, Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen, Chapter Fourteen