Jeritt Troy is a Scourge, a guardian tasked with patrolling cracks in time and righting the unspoken wrongs in history. His next task is a killer—not just for him, but for his husband and partner, Frost Ramsey, because Jeritt’s not just tracking a bad guy; he’s tracking his previous partner—his best friend. Brekin Creed is as deadly as he’s ever been, and when Jeritt finds himself both abandoned and stranded in time, he has only a handful of years to figure out what went wrong with Brekin and, in doing so, save Frost’s life. Is there time enough for Jeritt to save Frost, or will he be locked in the judgment of his mistakes for eternity?
“WHO was right,” Frost prodded me, bumping me with his shoulder as we stood leaning together in the alley.
“You were right.”
“I’m sorry.” He huffed out the words, trying to tease me but apparently too nauseous to pull it off. “I didn’t hear you.”
I rolled my eyes because I knew it was going to be this way as soon as the warning sirens had begun to blare on the ship. It had been my idea to try to bring the corsair through two thousand plus years of time and space. The return trip, with another person on board, would have been so much easier. We could secure him, confine him to quarters, and more than anything, we wouldn’t have to use a net. I hated the “molecular filter” and would do anything not to have to employ one. Normally we went by ship through…