A time traveler. Someone just like me. Here. How is that possible? How?I’m left with more questions than answers. As I think about them I stroke the back of my head and feel the cover Rewind has set me with. I formulate an answer, but it’s not one I want to think about. It scares me. Terrifies me that what I want to stop most in the world has already happened. The government, Rewind, it has all come to pass in another time. Another place. And there’s nothing I can do because everything I do leads me straight toward a future I don’t want to think about. The MBTA police are so shaken by what’s happened, we agree not to talk about it. Not to file a report because let’s face it; no one is ready for this. I’m not ready for this. So I leave. I take the stairs two at a time and it’s not long before the Pru is in my sights. For all I know the time traveler has skipped ahead and already murdered Jax. The anxiety tightens in my chest because if this assassin guy is a time traveler, he’s going places I can’t follow. There’s nothing I can do about it. I don’t even think I can travel back in time even if I want to. Rewind has messed with my brain and everything they’ve done to stabilize me has cut me off from my power. If that’s what they’ve done because let’s face it, Rewind has never told the truth about anything. No matter the timeline. No matter who was in charge, they’ve always lied. Cheated. I need to find a way to beat them. When I step inside, I leap up the escalator steps and I’m emptied straight into the plaza where all the shopping stores are centered. I sneak by the crowds who gather around the carts in the center selling Boston trinkets, scarfs, and teddy bears and go left toward the offices where Jax works. He has a small office, not like the big one he had at Rewind. I knock lightly and push the door open. Hoping he’s okay. Hoping he’s not dead. I bite my lip as I step inside and when he stands to greet me, I break out into a relieved grin. “Lara, you should still be in school. What’s this about?” Jax approaches me with a scowl on his face, his hands on his hips. But I don’t care if he disapproves. Instead I slam him with a hug and squeeze him so hard he yelps. His arms come around me and he kisses the top of my head. “When you hug me like this, it scares me. You all right?” I shake my head and straighten up. “We need to talk.” “About?” Jax asks and sits on the corner of his desk. “Your murder.”Jax raises his eyebrows and picks up the phone. “Diane, you better hold my calls.”
Life was easier in the cage, now Lara Crane’s life is under a microscope.
She thought she was out, ready for a normal life, but with the Feds endless questions and tests, Lara realizes she might never be free.
Things would be worse if not for Donovan. They promise to ride it out together as Lara is fitted with a time travel restraint, designed to not only stop her, but to save her life as her mind spirals out of control. No more second chances. No more time travel to revert everything back the way it was once before.
As the danger increases, so does Lara’s headaches and nightmares. Her brain is desperate to be free, loose, and as the future begins to flash all around her, Lara is terrified the end might be near.
And maybe she doesn’t have a future at all.
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