The Fabric of Time by Fae York

Author:Fae York [York, Fae]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: BDR Publishing
Published: 2021-08-03T22:00:00+00:00

14 Lightning

The clock on the wall chimed and Emelia let out a frustrated sigh. Eight o’clock and Vane was nowhere to be seen. She had followed his orders, staying put in the safehouse and spending the night on the lumpy couch—though she hadn’t slept much. Try as Emelia might, she couldn’t get her brain to turn off, couldn’t come to terms with everything that had happened to her in the last few days. She still had so many questions, no idea what was going on, or who to believe. For the last two hours she had been staring at the clock, waiting for Vane to come back and take her . . . wherever he was supposed to take her. Emelia was done waiting.

She folded the blanket in her lap and set it down on the coffee table along with the pillow. Vane was right, there wasn’t anyone from her time who could give her answers. However, if everything he said was true, Emelia still knew someone who could help her. Vane didn’t know about Aleph, and she intended to keep it that way. Though he had saved her life, there was something about him that made her wary. Emelia wasn’t planning on trusting either one of them completely, not yet, not until she figured some of this out on her own first.

Disregarding Vane’s counsel, Emelia made a phone call as soon as she stepped out onto the street, although it wasn’t to the police.

“Hello?” the voice on the other line sounded as confused as she felt.

“Aleph?” she cleared her throat. “Can we talk?”

Silence.

“Please?” Emelia added.

“Yeah. Of course.”

“Okay, I’ll be to your apartment as soon as I can.”

Luckily, Aleph didn’t live too far away from the safehouse. One fifteen-minute bus ride later, she was standing at the portal for his apartment complex, anxiously waiting for him to come down. Emelia could hear footsteps above her on the stairs.

“Hey,” he said, rounding the corner.

“Hey.”

He didn’t look so good. Then again, she probably didn’t look all that put-together either.

“We need to talk.”

“I know.” He shoved his hands into his jacket pockets. “You said that on the phone.”

“Right. Yes.” Her head was pounding. “Let’s go for a walk.”

The sidewalk took them past President’s Park. Emelia studied him for a few moments as they walked, then quietly asked, “Aleph, how is this happening? How can you be from where . . .” she shook her head, “when you say you are?”

“Emelia, you made it very clear that you don’t want to hear anything that I have to tell you.”

“Now, I do.” She pulled her ponytail tighter and tried not to let her frustration show. “I’m sorry about earlier. Please, just talk to me.”

“What changed?” His tone was skeptical. The sound of Meredith Jane’s screams on the phone and the attack flashed in Emelia’s brain. She swallowed hard.

“I don’t really want to talk about it right now, but I will. I promise. First, I just need some answers. You told me before I stormed out that you wanted to explain, so this is me letting you try.

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