A Trespass in Time by Susan Kiernan-Lewis

Author:Susan Kiernan-Lewis
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Romantic Suspense, Mystery & Suspense, Romance, Suspense, New Adult & College, Time Travel
Publisher: San Marco Press
Published: 2014-01-02T00:00:00+00:00

Rowan stared at the barmaid and pointed to his empty glass. His cowboy hat sat on the bar next to him. There weren’t many people in this evening so he didn’t worry about taking up an extra stool. Besides, he intended to make it worth Olga’s while. Or whatever her name was. She came over and brought him a fresh whiskey and soda and sat it down in place of the empty one she took away.

“I’ll be needing a double next time, ma’am,” he said.

“I already took the liberty,” she said, smiling sweetly. “You did not drive, did you?”

He was touched that she wanted to make sure he wasn’t going to drive drunk tonight. “No, ma’am,” he said. “I did not.”

“Then the double is on me.”

“I thank you, ma’am. Will you join me?”

“Natürlich,” she said as she placed a glass on the bar next to his and poured a shot of Tequila. “Are you alone?”

“I am alone,” he said, draining his drink.

“Not married?”

“No, ma’am,” he said. “Not even close.”

“Are you a cowboy?”

“Guess I’d pass pretty close to it in Heidelberg,” he said, pushing his empty toward her for a refill.

“You are sad about something, I think.”

“You are very good at your job, darlin’. Yeah, I’m sad.”

“I can be very good at helping you not be sad.”

“Well, actually, I think I’ll just let the whiskey handle that,” he said. “No offense.”

“The whiskey will only make you sadder,” she said. “This much I know.”

“I reckon you’re right,” he said. “I guess at this point I just don’t give a shit. I hope you’ll excuse my language.”

The bartender sipped her drink and then pulled a business card out from under the bar. She wrote her number on it and pushed the card across the bar to Rowan.

“When the whiskey does not work, I hope you will come back,” she said. “You must fight love with love. This much I know.”

“Good to know. Danke schön.” Rowan pocketed the business card and tapped his empty drink glass. “Meanwhile, if I could trouble you…”

By the time he left the bar at closing time, he knew he was solidly drunk. And that was perfectly fine with him.

The night before, when he knew he had missed Ella by mere minutes, he had run out into the street as if the night and the silence of the buildings could direct him in some way. Not knowing which way she had gone, he had run without thinking toward the Altstadt.

Now, drunk and defeated, he wove down the noisy party street that was Altstadt in 2012. The night before, at this spot, he thought he’d seen a shadow move on the old stone road leading up to the castle ruins. Tonight, he found himself drawn again to that place. Stupid, he thought. If she wasn’t here last night, she sure as shit ain’t going to be here tonight. And besides, there was no here, here. It was just the beginning of a stone walkway. He stumbled up the dark walkway, then leaned against the stonewall beside it and pulled a cigarette out of his pocket.

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