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Out of Time Book One
When Lila Cammell is abandoned by her time-jump partner, leaving her alone in Britain in the Dark Ages, revenge is the only thing on her mind.
She’d trusted Jared Grohl with her life and her heart, and bringing him to justice will be sweet.
Finding him captured and enslaved by the Saxons changes all her assumptions.
Now it’s a fight for survival, but the only way to save him, might be to leave him behind.
Genre: Time Travel Romance
Content/Theme(s): Sci Fi, Suspense, Historical, Dubious Consent
Release Date: September 4, 2014
Publisher: Hartwood Publishing Group
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A heavy bang at the door jolted me awake, and I scrambled to my feet automatically. Where was Marc? Not back yet. My stomach clenched. I swallowed hard, and I ran a nervous hand across my hair. Had they caught him breaking curfew? I licked my lips as I strode to the door; the confident Lila had to appear.
I drew back the bolt and pulled open the door to see one of the massive Saxon guards. Before I could speak, he took a step to the side, one hand securely on his sword. Beside him stood Mistress Rowena. Her lips curled up in an approximation of a smile, but her eyes were like chips of ice.
“Mistress Lila.” Polite, but with a sneering note. “Your name is unusual in these parts. Does it mean anything?”
I blinked, completely thrown by the random question. Every grain of common sense warned me to tread carefully, and I produced a cool smile of my own.
“It’s just a name. I’m not aware of any meaning associated with it.”
What was I supposed to say? And what had happened to Marc? I was at a loss for how to reply. Rowena nodded to someone in the corridor, and a slave was tossed on the floor in front of me. He hit the ground with a soft grunt, landing on his side, facing me. I couldn’t hold back a gasp of horror, and I clapped a hand over my mouth before any words could tumble out. Jared. My God, Jared, what have they done to you?
Unbearably thin, his naked torso bore scars and scrapes, with bruises and welts jostling side by side. The hideous slave collar. I couldn’t drag my eyes away. A bright smear of fresh blood oozed along the edge of the metal ring, and there were earlier sores where the rough iron must have chafed. His eyes regarded me steadily, the green and the blue so painfully familiar, even while the short, rough beard and cropped hair changed the appearance of his face. As if from a long distance, I heard Rowena speaking to me and I dragged my attention back to her.
She poked him in the back of the neck with her toe. “Have you seen this slave before? He claims to know you.”
Rowena couldn’t see his face, couldn’t see his mouth silently forming the word, no.
I wanted to drop to my knees and cradle his head in my lap, soothing his pain. Instead I dug deep and managed to sound puzzled. “Me? How could that be?”
Cocking her head to one side, Rowena regarded me with a quizzical frown. “And you are quite sure about that?”
“I’ve never seen him before.” I tried to sound puzzled.
Her brows dipped into a frown, but I kept my gaze steady. I couldn’t allow her to intimidate me. She nodded to the guard. “Cellar,” she snapped, and then as the guard hauled Jared to his feet by yanking on the collar, she smiled. Years of hiding my emotions meant that I didn’t wince at his indrawn breath and hiss of pain, but it was hard. I dug my fingernails into my palm as I struggled to remain impassive.
Rowena’s voice was silky. “I would speak with your husband while I am here.”
Shit. “He went down to the kitchens just a few minutes ago. I will tell him you wish to see him, but now, my lady, I wish to return to my bed.”
Minutes later, I bolted the door again and sank against the wood, one fist stuffed into my mouth. Dear God. Such an evil bitch. My mind bounced from one fear to another: what they would do to Jared? If they caught Marc…if the rescue plan failed?
Marc returned an hour later, tapping quietly on the door in the signal we’d established. Two swift knocks. Pause. One more. Pause. Then another two. I threw back the bolt and practically fell upon him, needing the comfort of another person. Needing his touch. He gave a short, pleased laugh and pulled me firmly into his arms, while sliding the bolt back into place.
“It’s okay. They didn’t see me.” He draped one arm around my waist, the other across my shoulders. I felt his fingers stroking my neck and I buried my face against his throat. The intimate embrace felt strangely comfortable and it was a long moment before I realized Marc seemed equally happy with this. He dropped a soft kiss on my hair. “Lila, we need to talk.”
I snapped back to attention and wriggled free. “He was here.” My voice came out as a whisper. “Rowena brought Jared here. She wanted to know if I knew him.”
Marc’s eyes widened. He grabbed my hand and led me to sit on the bed with him. “Tell me everything.” I recounted the tale, and he listened carefully, prompting me when I hesitated. He held my hand as I spoke, his thumb brushing gently across my fingers.
“The way she said cellar.” I couldn’t hold back a shudder. “It sounded like some kind of punishment. How soon can we leave and get him out of here?”
His hand stilled on mine. “That’s where we may have a problem. I can’t be sure the signal went through. The communicator failed.”
“So that means…”
“It means we wait for the scheduled pickup in two weeks’ time.” He hesitated, and my heart plummeted to my feet. “It means we’re on our own.”
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