Extreme Steampunk cosplayer, Aristotle, is a Temporal Private Investigator whose normal assignments tend to be investigating cheating spouses by travelling back in time to catch them in flagrante delicate. A messy job but someone has to do it.
He's in a the British Library, researching background information for a new case, when the text and images on the page he's reading disappear before his very eyes. Members of Project Clockwise, the team that discovered time travel are being wiped from existence.
Can Aristotle stop the erasures and save both time travel and his job?
Ari couldn’t spend his life travelling through time checking up on Dr Spencer’s family tree so he decided to focus on the doctor’s parents. It would involve less time travel, plus he didn’t even know if he could travel back far enough to make a difference. He knew the authorised limits of his TPI licence but had no idea if travelling further back than a year was possible.
Doctor Spencer had been fifty-one years old and was born on 15 January 2022. That meant he must have been conceived nine months earlier, in May 2021, during the COVID-19 pandemic. Ari wasn’t worried about the risk of infection, having had his vaccinations against COVID, a one-shot immunisation that covered COVIDs -19, -32, -47 and the most recent strain, COVID -64 but he’d still take a mask with him so that he wouldn’t stand out.
He needed more information. Normally, he’d ask Tom for help but it was obvious that that was out of the question. Tom would try to dissuade him from his quest. He might even obtain a Temporal Injunction against Ari, who was licensed to travel into the past to observe and record only.
He looked at his cell phone menu page. Just as Tom had said, there was a web browser. He felt torn. He’d fought all his life against using the technology of the day – especially digital technology – but to go to the British Library and search for the information he needed would take up too much valuable time. He gritted his teeth and pressed the Google icon. A web browser opened up immediately.
He frowned. The browser was open but there was a message stating that he wasn’t connected to a network. He returned to the phone’s homepage and scoured the icons for something that might help him, settling on an icon that simply said connect. He clicked on the icon and opened the browser again; this time it showed a search page.
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Translated by Lia Garcia
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Author review: Lia was extremely efficient and completed the translation promptly. I don't speak Spanish but I DO speak Portuguese so I was able to more or less understand the translation and it seemed good to me! I would certainly trust her to translate my other books into Spanish. |
