It was such a bad idea.He gave her the biggest smile he could manage and a thumbs up.
Chapter13
“Do you suppose the RV is gone?”Alice asked.If it was, they were in a pickle.No clothes, no transportation.No equipment.This thought caused her a pain.She loved the tech almost as much as she loved Ty.
“Let’s walk that way and see,” Ty said, drawing her up and keeping hold of her hand as they turned to retrace their steps to where they’d parked.“Isn’t it kind of old?”
Alice nodded, recalling what she’d learned so they could take their trip.It pre-dated 1965.That gave them a chance.She hoped.
It had been a short, but fun walk to the Irma Hotel where they’d lunched.Alice had enjoyed the sensation of being outside, of fresh air, and normal time in a normal place with Ty.
Now she felt self-conscious in their RV clothes.At least they didn’t have far to walk—unless the RV was gone.
“We’re sticking out, aren’t we?”Ty said.
“Yeah.”She didn’t know what to do about it.Even if the RV was still there, they hadn’t packed for 1965.Luckily this wasn’t a camera obsessed time, like what they’d left.None of the people passing them carried cell phones with their easy-to-access cameras.That didn’t mean someone wouldn’t take an old school picture of them.
Alice pulled her wide-brimmed hat down a little more and tried not to look at the passing cars as they rounded the corner.
She was afraid to look, but she didn’t need to.Ty’s grip on her hand was almost painful.
“It’s still there,” he muttered.“If it’s still ours.”
He had a point.It looked like theirs.Alice almost flinched at the sight of the modern day license plates.Hopefully no one was looking too close.At least they were Nevada plates, so locals would expect them to be different.
Ty pulled the keys from his pants pocket and slowed to a stop on the passenger side.
The key went in.The lock turned.
Alice exhaled in relief.At least they had transportation.Not that they had a destination.The silo would still be there, but she was pretty sure it still had missiles in it.
Instead of climbing into the front, Ty slid open the side door and Alice clambered inside.It looked the same.Of course, all the tech was hiding behind the cabinets.
Ty closed them into the stuffy interior of the RV and waited for her to open the first cabinet.
“It’s still there.”Alice heard the wonder in her voice.Everyone was always saying she was so scientific.She didn’t feel that right now.
“The satellites we used aren’t there,” Alice said.She’d downloaded information on available satellites just in case.If trying to find one didn’t reveal their position to someone somewhere.That thought made her smile.There were tracking systems in place.
Their power source still worked.That was less of a surprise.She’d invented it to use in the early version of theRay.It had been a side project to getting her craft to fly, but was probably the reason that John Phillips had been after her.
There had been plenty of record breaking aircraft after theRaycrashed, but the energy supply?There was still nothing like it that they’d been able to discover.
So they had to make very sure nothing in this camper fell into any hands in this time.
She very carefully started up the laptop she’d been using to track the signal near the relocation camp.
Ty’s hands came to rest on her shoulders as her hand hovered over the key that would activate the search.They’d found the signal in the future, so it should still be there now, but the Heart Mountain Relocation center wouldn’t happen until the 1990s.
“We’re already hosed,” Ty said.
She looked up and caught his wry grin, matching it with one of her own.
“Might as well try it,” he added.
She turned back and tapped the key.
The time it took felt long as her heart thudded heavily in her chest.
