Jacks Are Wild: An Out of Time Novel (Saving Time, Book 1) by Martin Monique

Author:Martin, Monique [Martin, Monique]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Tags: historical fantasy, time travel
Published: 2015-09-05T16:00:00+00:00

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Jack waited two hours for Jepson to reappear, then followed him from the hotel. Thankfully, Bobby Lord wasn’t there to muck it up this time. Jepson got in his car and turned east, heading out of town and toward the motel where he’d met Susan.

Jack trailed him and parked his car on the rear side of the gas station, well out of sight.

Jepson parked his car out front and got out. He picked up a cardboard file box from the passenger seat and went into the same room as he had before. Jack waited for Susan to show, but she didn’t. Less than ten minutes after he’d arrived, Jepson came out without the box and left.

Curiosity piqued, Jack decided a little B&E might help shed some light on just what Jepson was up to. He dug into his pocket and pulled out the bobby pin and paperclip he’d brought with him. It only took him a few minutes to fashion them into the perfect lock picking set—tension wrench and pick.

Making sure the coast was still clear, he hurried across the street and had the door unlocked before anyone could notice what he was doing. He slipped inside the room and pulled the drapes closed the rest of the way.

The box Jepson had brought in sat in the middle of the queen-sized bed. He walked over to it and pulled it toward him. It was surprisingly light. He pulled off the top to find one folded piece of paper inside.

He picked it up and read it.

Don’t move.

Before he could even realize what an idiot he’d been, he heard the door to the room open. He started to turn.

“Can’t you read?” Baxter said, his voice punctuated by the cocking of his revolver.

Jack clenched his jaw and raised his hands in surrender. It was a trap and he’d walked right into it.

Carefully, Jack turned, sure to keep his hands up where they could be seen. He really had to start wearing a gun, he thought.

Baxter’s pudgy face twisted into a smirk as he stepped into the room toward Jack, followed closely by Jepson.

Jepson looked admiringly at the lock. “You made quick work of that,” he said and then closed it. “Strange skill for a … what is it you do again? Paper salesman?”

Jack didn’t respond.

Jepson shook his head. “Strange.”

Baxter, his gun still trained on Jack, the hammer still pulled back and ready to make a mess of his day, patted Jack down. Maybe it was just as well he hadn’t decided to carry today. That was, if he lived to see tomorrow.

Satisfied he was unarmed, Baxter backed away.

Jepson nodded toward the bed.

“I’m afraid I’m not that kind of a boy,” Jack said.

Despite himself, Jepson chuckled at that. Baxter wasn’t quite so amused. “Smart ass, huh?”

Jack sighed. “Not smart enough apparently.”

He was usually pretty good at this sort of thing and needed to know his mistake. “How did you know I’d come here?”

“While you were watching me and my friend,” Jepson said. “Baxter was watching you.

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