“All right. I understand that. Let me put it another way.” said Hunter. “Let’s proceed, for the moment. on the assumption that you haven’t. And let’s also proceed on t h e assumption that if my people had crossed over and were attempting to create a temporal disruption in that time period. I’d know enough about your history and the way my people operate to recognize it going down. Okay?”

“Okay,” said Forrester. “I’ll accept that for the sake of the discussion. What’s your point?”

“With your indulgence, sir, I’d like to make one more assumption before I get to it,” said Hunter. “I know about the Network. I know they’re a bunch of renegade agents. but they’re basically into organized crime, temporal profiteering, right? I’m assuming they’d have no reason to create a temporal disruption that could endanger their own timeline and their money-making operations, correct?”

“Correct.” said Forrester.

Hunter nodded. “In that case, General, there’s something going down in colonial Boston and if it’s not you, and if it’s not my people, and if it’s not the Network, then who does that leave?”

There was a brief moment of silence.

And then Delaney voiced what all of them were thinking. “Nikolai Drakov,” he said.

“Yeah. that’s what I figured. too.” said Hunter.

“I think you’d better tell us what you know, Captain,” said Forester, tensely.

Hunter gave him a steady stare. “Let’s talk about a deal first,” he said.

“No deals!” said Steiger.

“Colonel, I said as you were,” snapped Forester.

“Yes, sir. I’m sorry. sir.”

“I’m listening. Captain, Hunter.” Forrester said.

“I appreciate that, sir.’ said Hunter. “And as Col. Steiger said, I realize that I’m in no position to make any demands, but

I’m asking you to consider that I came in voluntarily. I didn’t have to do that. I was also in a position to create a temporal disruption of my own, but I didn’t do that, either. Now I’ve already given you a lot for free.” He glanced at Steiger. “I realize that you could probably get the rest of it out of me through your interrogation techniques, but on the other hand, you just might wind up setting off one of those subliminal triggers and that would be all she wrote. I’d be a vegetable and you’d be right back where you started. You know there’s something going down in colonial Boston in the 1760s, but that still leaves you with a lot of territory to cover doesn’t it?”

“Very well. Captain.” said Forrester. “What did you have in mind?”

“Safe conduct through a confluence point back to my own timeline.” Hunter said.

“If your information’s good. I think that might be arranged,” said Forrester. But not until your information has been thoroughly checked out.”

“That’s fair.” said Hunter. “But I want one other thing.”

Forrester raised his eyebrows. “You’re already asking quite a lot. Captain.”

“I want in on the mission,” Hunter said.

“What?” said Steiger. “You’re out of your mind!”

“Back off, Steiger.” Hunter said. ‘I helped save your bacon in 20th-century New York, remember? You owe me, Nikolai Drakov poses a threat to both our timelines. Besides, this has nothing to do with the hostilities between us. This is strictly personal. I’ve got unfinished business with that man. And I’ve already established connections in that temporal scenario. I could make things easier for you. Without me. you’d be going in cold.” He turned back to Forrester. “What’s it going to be. sir’?”

They all looked at Forrester expectantly.

The old man thought about it only for a moment. “All right. Captain.” he said. “I’ll take a chance on you. You’ve got a deal.”

2

The last time he had been to Boston was in 1867. but that time would not arrive for about another hundred years Nikolai Drakov had known nothing about time travel then, only that his father, whom he hated, had come from the far future. Moses Forrester had met his mother, loved her, and then returned to the future once again, leaving her to give birth to their child alone as Moscow burned during Napoleon’s retreat.

The infant Nikolai had survived the savage Russian winter while grown men around him died. His poverty- stricken mother married a kindly Russian army officer who took them in, but the man was a Decembrist and Nikolai was just thirteen when they were exiled to Siberia. He survived Siberia as well, only his family did not His adoptive father had died of influenza in his prison cell and his mother had been murdered by a rapist. Nikolai had been too young to save her, although he had tried. He still bore the mark the murderer had left him with, a knife scar running from beneath his left eye to just above the corner of his mouth. In years to come, it would be taken for a dueling scar and thought quite dashing. In still later years to come, cosmetic surgery could easily have removed it. but Drakov chose to let it stay., He wanted to remember.

An old trapper took him in anti Drakov learned to hunt and live off the frozen wilderness. Eventually, he made his way to the Russian settlements in Alaska. At the age of twenty, he was once more on his own and he took up the fur trade, He still looked very young. He could not have known back then that due to the advances of the future, he had inherited from his father an immunity to all known diseases and an extended lifespan that would be measured in centuries, not decades. He knew only that he had survived conditions that had killed ordinary men and he hardly seemed to age. He looked so young that many people tried to take advantage of him. He learned how to fight and how to kill. He had long ago learned how to hate.

He became a seaman and hunted seals in the Pribilofs. Before long, he had his own ship and the hardened sailors soon learned to respect their tough “young” captain. At thirty-eight, he still looked like a teenager. although his rough life had given him a powerful physique. After a while his constant youthfulness started to cause comment and people became too curious about him. It was time for him to move on. He sold his ship and arrived in Boston a very wealthy man. He purchased a handsome mansion on Beacon Hill and invested in the stock market. Within a few years. he had multiplied his fortune many times. He was thought to be some European nobleman and he became much sought after in society. But notoriety soon led to curiosity and as the years passed. people again began to wonder why he never seemed to age. It was time to move on once again.

He was seventy years old when he arrived in London, though he did not look a day over twenty-five. He had no need of looking for an occupation. He had millions. He had everything a man could want. Everything but answers. And he found the answers when he found Sophia Falco, alias the Falcon. one of the leaders of the Timekeepers, a terrorist organization from the 27th century. When they found out whose son he was, they eagerly accepted him into their ranks. The irony of Moses Forrester’s son becoming a member of the Timekeepers was too delicious to pass up and from that moment on, Drakov’s life had taken on a whole new meaning.

He had joined the Timekeepers and traveled to the future, where a biochip had been obtained for him and he was educated via cerebral implant programming. With the native intelligence he already possessed, after the programming, he emerged a genius. He finally understood who and what he was and he was able to comprehend the convoluted principles of temporal physics. And he had made up his mind that he would devote the remainder of his life to destroying Moses Forrester and the perverse world that he came from.

Now he was the last one left. Sophia. Benedetto. Taylor. Singh. Tremain… all of them were dead. The Timekeepers were no more. But Drakov wasn’t finished yet. With all time at his beck and call, he had infinite resources. He would stop the Future, even if he had to destroy the world to do it.

It had been a long. unpleasant voyage across the North Atlantic. The bunks were damp. the bread was weevil-ridden. and the beef was tainted. The merchant ships of this day were like crude, ungainly barges compared to the sleek schooner he had sailed in the Pribilof’s and there were far easier ways to make the passage. He could have simply used his warp disc to clock to 18th-century America. but that would not have fit in with his plans. It had first been necessary to establish an identity for himself in London. set up finances, and make the right connections with influential men such as John Wilkes. Sir Francis Dashwood, Lord William Howe, and Benjamin Franklin. one of the colonial agents in London. If anyone in New England was to inquire into his affairs, he wanted to make certain that he could easily account for how he had arrived in Boston. so the long sea voyage had been necessary

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