Twist by Akins Karen

Author:Akins, Karen [Akins, Karen]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781250031013
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

chapter 17

“I’M SO SORRY,” Finn repeated over and over as we made our way up to his house.

I still clutched the reverter, useless and unmoving, in my fist. I knew I had no right to be mad at him. He had acted on protective instinct. Still, as I sniffed a stain on my sleeve (Ugh, what was that, puke?), it was hard not to be miffed. Whatever had changed in my life, it was permanent. And now, I was back to Public Enemy #1 at ICE. They knew about the reverter.

“I promise next time I’ll be more careful,” he said.

“Next time?” I whirled around. “No, no, no. There is no next time. You aren’t going anywhere.”

“Wait. You would have me stay in Chincoteague while you head back there?”

“Uhh, I would have you locked up in your family’s safe if I could.”

“Those people after you are monsters.”

“You’re not coming back with me,” I said. “It’s not safe for you in the future.”

“It’s not safe for you in the future!”

“It’s not safe for me anywhere!”

I pinched the bridge of my nose. Arguing with Finn was pointless. I just wouldn’t bring him back with me. That was that. And I’d threaten Jafney with her ever-lovin’ life if she even thought about it. Not that I imagined she wanted anything to do with Finn Masterson at this point. I started back up to his house.

“That’s my point,” he said, trailing behind me. “You have no idea what those eight months were like for me, not knowing what had happened to you, if you were even alive or dead. It was torture. I can’t do that again.”

I’d only experienced a sliver of what he had. A few days of separation. A few days of not knowing how he was, where he was.

He’d nailed it.

Torture.

But only one thing would be even more torturous—knowing that I had had a hand in his capture. I’d return safely, feed the authorities some trumped-up story that he was drunk, tell them that he didn’t hurt me and had let me go freely. Surely chronoinvestigators wouldn’t track him across the centuries.

But he could never return to mine.

We’d reached the back entrance to his house. I leaned against him and took a deep breath before we faced the impending onslaught. He looked down and gave me a “Shall we?” look. I heaved a sigh and pushed the door open.

Charlotte walked in from the kitchen. When she saw me, her face lit up. Before I had a chance to say “hello,” though …

Pop, pop, pop.

Quigley, John, and Georgie materialized in front of us and blocked Finn’s mom from view. John looked confused. Georgie looked like Christmas had come early. Quigley looked, well …

“What in the name of all the Grecian gods and god-ettes put together have you done?” she yelled.

“I can explain,” I said.

“Please do.” A vein in the middle of Quigley’s forehead throbbed. “Because for the life of me, I’m having a difficult time coming up with your rationale behind breaking into ICE’s headquarters.

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