Reinhart reached out and cut the screen. It faded into darkness. Had they got the man from the past? Or had he escaped again? Weren’t they ever going to get him? Couldn’t he be captured? And meanwhile, the SRB machines were silent, showing nothing at all.
Reinhart sat brooding, waiting impatiently for the report of the surface car to come in.
It was evening.
“Come on!” Steven shouted, running frantically after his brother. “Come on back!”
“Catch me.” Earl ran and ran, down the side of the hill, over behind a military storage depot, along a neotex fence, jumping finally down into Mrs. Norris’ back yard.
Steven hurried after his brother, sobbing for breath, shouting and gasping as he ran. “Come back! You come back with that!”
“What’s he got?” Sally Tate demanded, stepping out suddenly to block Steven’s way.
