Fortune by Craig W. Turner

Author:Craig W. Turner [Turner, Craig W.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: new release, Science Fiction, best seller, time travel, time travel series, suspense, new thriller series, new series, back to the future
ISBN: 9780692431122
Goodreads: 25499161
Publisher: Writer's Edge Publishing
Published: 2015-04-08T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

They walked in silence most of the way back to the records shop, Jeff battling with the reality that Erica was suddenly putting herself in control. There was a comfort zone in which he liked to work – one that included Emeka and Abby within his reach. He didn’t like the unpredictability of what Erica was proposing. Abby’s ability to calculate and Emeka’s ability to act instantly and strategically were important to the success of everything they’d done so far. While there was nothing in her revised plan that couldn’t be justified, he didn’t have faith that he could do what she wanted him to do. On the other hand, if he didn’t go along with her, there was no guarantee she’d help him get Dexter.

When they were within a block of Meeks’ shop, he finally spoke. “So, what is it you want me to do? I have to punch one of the soldiers? Like in the face?”

“We’ll have to evaluate the situation when we get there to some degree,” she said. “But we should prepare for at least one soldier to be holding Dexter.”

“Well, let’s hope it’s one. Two would be a problem.”

“Bottom line is, though, if you want to get your friend back, we’ll have to figure out a way to deal with however many are there.”

“But Emeka could take apart two 18th century soldiers in no time.”

“Jeff, I guarantee you that if we try to get more than the three of us together to get back to the present, it won’t work. I guarantee it. There are way too many parts in motion. It’s going to be fast and hectic. You punch the guy. He lets go of Dexter. We grab hands. I push the button.”

“Honestly, Erica, I’m not much of a fighter. I don’t know that I can hit someone hard enough to make them let go of him.”

She sighed. “You want me to hit him and you push the button?”

“Well, now that you’ve challenged my masculinity, no. Maybe I’ll find a two-by-four or something.” He couldn’t visualize himself in the situation. It was too far removed from his normal life.

“Whatever you need to do. You just need to make sure that as soon as that soldier steps out the front door with Dexter in tow, you bash him upside the head and we’re out of there.” They reached the front of the shop and stopped. “Okay – don’t ask him for a pen or pencil. Just ask him for something to write with.”

“Why don’t you just ask?” She looked at him like he was crazy, which made him realize that it was 1830 and Erica shouldn’t be asking for anything from a man. “Gotcha,” he said and led the way inside.

Meeks rose from his stool. “Back so soon?”

“I was wondering if I might borrow something to write with,” Jeff asked as authentically as he could. It was an effort, since he’d just been talking with Erica in 21st-century-speak.

Meeks slipped an inkwell and pen up onto the counter and gave Jeff a piece of parchment paper.

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