Time's Enemy: A Romantic Time Travel Adventure (Saturn Society Book 1) Read Free

only possibility of finding out what happened all those years ago.
    The only man she loved.
    In the face of his death, she could admit it, if only to herself. It didn’t matter if he was married and she could never tell him, didn’t matter if he couldn’t return her feelings and there could never be anything more between them. He was alive.
    He shifted in her grasp. A flush crept into his skin, and sweat mingled with the blood on his forehead. He struggled to sit.
    “Tony, what are you—”
    “Lie down,” Mr. Lynch ordered.
    “Burning up,” Tony said. “Get me—”
    “Before you fall the rest the way,” Mr. Lynch finished.
    “—out of the sun.” Tony sat, then pulled his feet beneath him and yanked his wrist out of Violet’s hand. With a grunt, he rolled over and settled his foot onto a protruding stone, then began to climb back up the pyramid.
    Mr. Lynch yelled again to stay put, but Tony kept climbing. All Violet could do was watch in slack-jawed astonishment and scoot out of Mr. Lynch’s way as he scrambled after Tony.
    Something amazing had happened. A miracle. People didn’t get conked on the head and almost die—then recover and stand up a few minutes later. She could have sworn Tony’s pulse had stopped. She lifted the hand she’d held onto him with, and waggled her fingers. Something had passed between them. Something incredible, in the midst of that horrible dizzy spell, the worst one she’d ever had. Something—
    No. It was nothing. Just coincidence. Odd things sometimes happened with head injuries. Maybe Tony’s wasn’t as bad as it had seemed, and he hadn’t been as close to death as she thought. She’d just lost the pulse for a minute. The tingle, the dizziness was just a worse occurrence of the occasional vertigo she’d suffered as long as she could remember.
    She clambered up the pyramid after him.
    Above, Tony pulled himself over the edge of the platform, then rose on wobbly legs. Violet scrambled to reach him. He swayed, stabilized, then stumbled the few steps into the stone building. Outside, Mr. Lynch yelled at someone on the ground to go for medical help.
    Tony was leaning against the wall to one side of the doorway when Violet stepped inside the structure. “Good heavens, what on earth are you doing?”
    “Had to...” He panted. “...get out of that sun.”
    “You should sit down. The medics will be here soon.”
    “I’m okay.” His voice was stronger.
    “You were knocked unconscious. You’re—”
    “I’m fine.” Strong enough now to stand without support, he patted the stone wall and regarded it with a studious gaze.
    “Wonder what it was like back then?” the woman from Finance mused from somewhere behind Violet.
    The ancient Mayans were the least of Violet’s concerns. What was keeping the paramedics? The tour guide had assured them it wouldn’t be long—
    “Violet?” Mr. Lynch yelled from outside.
    She leaned out. “What did you say, sir?”
    An ambulance pulled up to the foot of the pyramid as Lynch hoisted himself over the ledge. He stood and brushed himself off. “Started to slide a bit there— what’s he doing?”
    “Tony?” Violet turned to go back inside when the vertigo came back, making her lurch to one side. No... Not again! She groped at the wall, anything to save herself from a mishap like Tony’s.
    The dizziness subsided. She gripped the edge of the doorway and walked inside.
    No one was there. “Tony?”
    He must’ve gone through the temple. She navigated the short corridor and emerged on the pyramid’s opposite side.
    No Tony.
    Tourists milled around on the ground, pointing upward and shielding their eyes. The others in the LCT group clustered behind Mr. Lynch, wearing expressions of puzzled concern. Violet walked along the building to a third side of the structure. “Tony?”
    “Violet!”
    She jumped. Mr. Lynch exited the doorway behind her “Where is he?”
    “I don’t know. I stepped out, and when I came back in, he was