Threshold of Danger (A Guardian Time Travel Novel Book 1) by Rachel Trautmiller

Author:Rachel Trautmiller [Trautmiller, Rachel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-25T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Six months ago

THE NIGHT SKY was a dark blue, the last bit of sunlight dipping into the horizon. Little twinkling lights peeked out from the darkness like specks of shiny dirt. The glitter of a party gown. The sparkle of diamonds.

Right now, the slap of the waves reverberated in her head like an airplane crashing into concrete. The lap of frigid water trickled over her toes which had only begun to feel attached once again.

Another wave came in, this time to her ankle. It drenched material that seemed already waterlogged and heavy as a lead anchor. Rooted her body right here. To soft sand. Eased all the pain for a moment.

Maybe death was a beach where nobody bothered you. Or bothered to look for you. Where stars twinkled and reminded you of happier times and pushed away the madness that normally crept in the space where a brain should reside.

Instead of thoughts, there was the sound of waves. The call of critters in the night. The feel of cool water. The tangle of beach drift grasping for a way to stay ashore.

There were memories. A family. Death. Tragedy.

Those were the things this place could make a mind forget. All of it. Even the good. The truth of it was all right there.

"Listen..." The voice was masculine but younger, the speaker out of sight. The rattle of glass hitting glass was as loud as the waves. Conjured the image of a bar. Seedy nightlife. A woman begging for help, mascara dripping down her face. The urge to tell this woman that help would never arrive.

Or if it did, it would be far too late.

There was no way to change it.

Hands gripped Haley's shoulders. Hands that spanned the entire length on either side. Not that of a child's.

"Wait." The younger voice had Haley's eyelids peeling open to a spinning world. Her world had been spinning for so long this was almost normal. "She could have a head injury."

"She doesn't have a head injury, kid." The words were terse. Came from the man with the hands on her shoulders. From a face that came in triplicate features that wouldn't stay still. Wouldn't come into focus. "Come on, Haley. We had a deal." A snapping sound reverberated in her ears. "It didn't include you hitting the bottle. Where's the reporter after a story? You're better than this."

"I'm telling you she hit her head. There's a lump. She fell and hit it or someone hit her."

Incoherent grumbling flitted around her before fingers grazed over her skull. Pinpointed the area in question. Brought a flash of pain to life in every nerve of her body.

A sharp inhale of breath filled the night—her own.

Yeah. Someone had hit her. She could see it—almost see it in her mind. But the person had been behind her. Ready to kill her. Ready to kill... "Claudia."

"All right, kid. You win. It's not busted open, but she's probably got a concussion."

Haley tried to sit up. Didn't even make it an inch off the ground before the world collapsed in a giant black hole.

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