Making Time (Lost Time, Book 2): A Time Travel Romantic Suspense Series by Claire Nicola

Author:Claire, Nicola [Claire, Nicola]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Amazon: B07GC8NY1J
Goodreads: 41180061
Publisher: Nicola Claire Books
Published: 2018-08-21T07:00:00+00:00

30

Time Would Tell

Jack

I stared down at Dean Jordan’s legs as he lay on his back under Orion 6b. Various tools lay all around him. Grease stains marred the white of his overalls. He rolled out from under the lip of the Vehicle and stared up at me.

“Can’t find it,” he said.

“Then keep looking,” I ordered.

He nodded his head and pulled himself back under the Crew Vehicle.

I stared at him, my eyes narrowed. That had been too easy.

The sound of boots clipping across the concrete of the hangar rang out behind me, and I reluctantly turned from the confusing sight of Jordan’s eager acquiescence and faced the oncoming threat.

Jessica Harding threw me her signature seductive smile.

“Just like old times, Jack,” she said in what I could only assume she considered a sexy purr.

“Dr Evans,” I replied.

“No,” she said, smirking. “Harding actually. But if you insist on a wedding, I’ll oblige.”

You have got to be kidding me.

I scowled at the woman. Her smile widened.

“Are we ready to fly?” she asked innocently.

I turned back to look down at Dean Jordan’s legs; all we could see of him.

His hand snaked out and tapped around on the floor for an instrument, found the wrench and then slid back out of sight.

“Ah, no,” I said, succinctly.

“What the hell?” Harding exclaimed, ruining any chance of her ever being mistaken for a lady.

“We have a minor problem with the Orion,” I said, unnecessarily. “At least, Jordan assures me it is only minor.”

“That’s Dean Jordan?”

I nodded my head as Dr Harding stepped forward and kicked one of Jordan’s boots.

“Monkey!” she shouted. I winced. “Get out here!”

Dean slid out on his backboard again and stared up at Harding with overly round and innocent eyes. I narrowed mine further at him.

“What’s wrong with it?” Harding demanded.

“Not sure,” Jordan said with a shrug of his shoulders. “But whatever it is, we’ve gotta take extra care. It’s our last Orion.”

“If you’re not sure what’s wrong with it then what are you doing?” Harding demanded.

“Makin’ sure,” Dean said.

“Of what?”

“That it’s fit to fly,” Dean replied. “If you don’t mind,” he said and slid back under the Orion.

Both Harding and I stared down at him. Something was up, and I wasn’t the only one to suspect as much.

“This is bullshit,” Dr Harding declared.

I shrugged my shoulders. “What can we do?” I asked. “Can’t fly unless Tech lets us.”

“Technical is not the boss of me!” Harding declared and turned on her heel, storming off toward Dispatch no doubt.

Or towards Clive. I pitied the man. Then crossed my arms over my chest and stared down at Jordan.

“You can come out now, Dean,” I said.

He slowly slid out on his backboard again.

“Doctor?” he greeted.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Fixin’ it.”

“Dean,” I warned.

“It’s the last one,” he tried.

“This is your final chance to come clean,” I offered. “If you don’t,” I added, “I’ll throw you to Dr Harding for dinner.”

Jordan grimaced. Then straightened his shoulders, staring up at me with as much defiance as he could muster while lying on his back.

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