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centered the crosshairs on Riley’s knife arm, enlarging again. It seemed conclusive. A hand holding a knife, a forearm, wrinkle shadows at the elbow.
    Wrinkle shadows . . .
    Chevie enlarged again until the pixels blurred and saw that the shadows were not shadows.
    Not unless shadows have knuckles.
    There were four long fingers gripping Riley’s arm, forcing his hand.
    The boy is innocent! she thought, releasing a breath that she’d not realized she was holding.
    Looking into that blackened face, with those flat eyes, Chevie was glad that this man could not, contrary to what Riley believed, make his way into the future.
    All the same, she thought. Maybe I will stand guard over the pod with a round in the chamber. Just in case.
    Chevie tugged the Timekey from its socket and hung it around her neck for safekeeping.
    Just in case.
    Special Agent Lawrence Witmeyer, her boss in the L.A. office, was a man with a parable for every occasion. Many involved a made-up Fed called Agent Justin Casey, who was always prepared and never got himself shot because he forgot to follow protocol.
    Chevie snorted. Agent Justin Casey. A helluva guy.
    And if she hadn’t been a little distracted by her reminiscing, she might have noticed an angry blister of red energy boiling at the heart of the WARP pod and had time to duck before the explosion.
    Unfortunately she was distracted and didn’t see anything until the computers set off a warning alarm. By then it was already too late.
    Garrick and Smart tumbled into the wormhole together, but as separate people. Once inside, Garrick held on to his consciousness, but Smart’s heart had already stopped beating and his brain was winding down. The effect of the self-destruct bomb was to excite some particles that were not meant to be excited and corrupt the transition, in effect merging Smart’s last neurons of consciousness with Garrick’s and some of his physical characteristics too, which the WARP pod would rebuild around his altered DNA.
    A new being with accelerated evolution. All the gifts that millennia of adaptation would bring.
    For a length of time that was immeasurable and yet instant, Garrick felt himself disembodied in the wormhole. He could not see anything and spent the time flicking through Smart’s memories.
    I have killed both father and son, he realized, and wished that he had received payment for the second murder.
    This thought of payment set Garrick thinking about the shady cove who had contracted him for the murder of Charles Smart.
    Did he know, Garrick wondered, about all of this magic?
    On a normal outing there would have been no complications. Garrick would have slid in and out like a gust of wind, but Riley had been along for his first kill. It had been a trial run for the lad, plain and simple. Garrick had kept an eye on the comings and goings for a few days, then sent Riley in through an upstairs window. He would never have risked his reputation or purse taking the boy along had there been even a smell of peril.
    All of these magical happenings are luck or fate.
    Though Garrick could not now believe in either magic or fate. Atoms collided or they did not, simple as that. Atoms, thought Garrick, delighted with the new understanding that the merge with Felix Smart had brought him. I can see their systems in my mind’s eye.
    Garrick was not anxious or ill at ease over this curious transition. He knew now exactly what was happening and what awaited him in the future. Nor was he disappointed over the absence of “real magic,” for was this not magic all around him now? Wasn’t this new knowledge power without measure? Garrick was too enchanted by his new state to take to brooding.
    The future awaits and, with my new awareness, I will be master of it.
    These were issues to be decided in a future Garrick knew well.
    Three-D movies and pocket-sized computers. Automatic weapons and Japanese robots. My oh my.
    On this occasion there was no gentle materialization in the house on