Timepiece (Hourglass 2)

Lily’s arms snaked around my waist. I looked down in surprise, and then realized she was about to lose her balance again. I pulled her close enough to feel the rise and fall of her chest.

“What about the university?” Teague asked. “Wouldn’t they have more advanced equipment?”

“You’ve been out of academia for too long.” Dr. Turner shook his head. “We have to fight to get funding for our most basic needs. Skrolls aren’t even in our orbit. Probably won’t be for ten or fifteen more years.”

“I can’t accept being this close to information and not being able to access it.” She walked to the window to stare out at the water. “We’ll just have to keep trying.”

Dr. Turner and Poe exchanged a look I didn’t understand. The emotion that went with it was mixed—both trust and fear.

“You know, Teague,” Dr. Turner said, “doing something rash to this piece of equipment could destroy anything stored on it. Why don’t you let me take it—”

“Oh no.” Teague spun around and held out her hand. “It doesn’t leave my sight.”

Dr. Turner didn’t let the Skroll go. “Where did you find it? That might give me a clue about how to manipulate it, the right kind of software and such.”

“Or give you a clue who to contact for leverage against me.” A history of betrayal hung between them, the kind that spoke to the fact that they’d once been allies. Teague wanted to tell him what she knew, and he wanted to hear it, but neither with the intention of helping the other.

Slimier than a snake pit, and even more twisted.

“We should find a way to work together.” Dr. Turner said.

“Why would we do that, Gerald? We don’t want the same thing.” The warmth in her cheeks didn’t match the coldness of her smile.

“That’s not always been the case. It was different when Liam was here.”

All my muscles tensed as a quick flood of adrenaline pulsed through me. Lily rubbed her hand across my back, intending to soothe. It did.

“Liam left because he’s entirely too honorable,” Teague said, lifting her delicate shoulders. “Always has been.”

“I don’t think that’s the only reason Liam left.” Before Teague could ask what he meant, Dr. Turner continued. “Maybe he left because he had information he didn’t want to share. With anyone.”

Teague frowned.

“Oh, and … his son is here, in Memphis. He doesn’t know anything about the Infinityglass, either.”

I tensed again under Lily’s hands. I could feel her heart beating.

“When did you see him?” Teague asked, her expression full of reproach.

“He was at my office.” Dr. Turner didn’t get into specifics about exactly when.

“And he knew nothing about the Infinityglass?” She assessed his reaction. “You’re a human lie detector. If you say he didn’t know, he didn’t.”

“He didn’t.” Did Dr. Turner have a special ability, too?

Teague conceded with a slight nod of her head. “Did he know about me? What about Chronos? … Gerald?”

“He didn’t … there wasn’t …” The way he fumbled around for an answer suggested Dr. Turner hadn’t anticipated that line of questioning, or prepared an adequate story. And that he was afraid of Teague. “They didn’t know much.”

“They?”

“There was a girl with him. Emerson.”

“What did you tell them?” Teague’s voice had gone deadly cool. She knew who Emerson was.

“Very little,” he said, pulling at his bow tie, loosening it. “Gave them some generalities about Chronos so they’d go away satisfied.”

“What about Jack? Did they ask about him?” Dr. Turner didn’t respond. “They did.”