BREAK - A Bad Boy Romance (23 page)

“Yes, at least it will give us a chance to plan on what to do next,” Dion said and followed her into the store. They pushed the door open and went inside.

A lady behind the counter greeted them the moment they were beyond the door. “Hello,” she said, “thank you for coming into The Time Shop. Did you have a year in mind?”

“A year?” Dion said and turned to look at the inside of the store. As far as he could see, there was only the one counter and another glass door on the other side. Nothing was on display at the counter and all he could see was the lady, who appeared to be in her thirties, a cash register and the glass top. There were no calendars, small items for sale, or anything else.

“I’d like to know the future,” he joked to her.

“That is a little bit expensive. We can’t send you directly to your future as our insurance won’t cover it. I can send you to another future if that’s what you want.”

Dion looked at Lilly and shrugged. “Did you have any one in mind, Lilly?”

“Haha, thirty years sounds good to me,” she said. “Exactly what do you sell here?”

“Time,” the lady told her. “Most people want the past, but some need to know the future. How much money did you want to spend?’

Dion laid some bills on the counter. She looked at them and shook her head. “I can’t give you much for that little amount. Is thirty minutes fine?”

“Sure,” Dion said, still uncertain what they’d been told and agreed to today.

“Please sign these forms,” the lady behind the counter said and handed both of them clipboards with papers on them. They looked at the forms and found them to be in a foreign writing neither one could read. Dion hesitated to get the seer stone out of his pocket. It had to rest on top of the document for it to work the first time. But to bring it out would reveal that he had one.

“How can I sign something I can’t read?” Lilly asked her.

“Look, do you want the thirty minutes or not? I have someone buzzing to come back. Make up your mind because there are paying customers we have to take care of first. I don’t have time for this.”

Lilly and Dion quickly signed the papers and handed them back to the worked up lady.

“Portal is good for thirty minutes,” she informed them. “You have that much time on the other side and then you have to come back. Don’t miss your portal time because if you do it’s not our fault if you’re stuck where I send you. There is a penalty on people who miss their portal time and neither of you two looks like the kind who can rack up a lot of temporal debt. I’m just giving you a fair warning.”

“Okay,” Dion said. “Now what?”

“What you came in here for.” The lady sighed. “I wish they’d find me a better post. This year doesn’t cut it.”

She reached down under the counter and clicked a switch. The glass door on the other side opened to reveal a man walking into the room with a briefcase. He was dressed in loud clothes. He let out a huge sigh and turned to the woman.

“That was a little bit longer than I wanted to be there,” he told her. “Next time I’ll pick someplace familiar for the trip.”

“Just schedule it in advance if you want to go more than five hundred years in either direction,” she said. “Now please step aside, sir, as I have more people who need to use the door.”

She turned to Dion and Lilly.

“Your turn,” the woman announced. “Remember, you only have thirty minutes so don’t wander too far. Time is of the essence.”

Chapter 10

Dion and Lilly walked through the door and heard it shut behind them. Dion turned around to look at the door and discovered it had turned to a wooden one on the other side. While he tried to figure out where they were, Lilly stepped forward and glanced over their new surroundings.

They were no longer in the mall. If this was the mall, it resembled nothing like one she’d ever seen before. She turned and saw a small double-paned window with sunlight streaming through it. The smell of bleach came from a bathroom to one side. The small room they were in was tastefully decorated in used furniture with pastel paintings on the walls. The only thing odd about their surroundings was the door, which they’d used to enter the room. Over the top of it, the words “Supplies” was written.

Lilly smelled the intense scent of coffee through the air. This had to be some kind of eating establishment, but she had no idea what kind.

She and Dion walked down the hall connecting the room to the front of the place and found another counter. Over the counter was a menu of sorts in chalk on a blackboard about all the different kinds of coffee you could purchase. The prices seemed outrageous to her, but it could be that the coffees were rare and not found in many restaurants.

What kind of place was this?

Dion walked up to the counter and looked at the woman behind it. She didn’t resemble the lady on the other side the least bit... This woman had glasses, was dark in complexion and had her hair tied in rows across her head.

“You two are from The Time Shop,” the lady said to them. “Aren’t you?”

“We were just in there a few minutes ago,” Lilly said. “I don’t know how we ended up here.”

“I can always tell. It doesn’t matter which direction they come, always something that gives them away. How long are you here for?”

“We paid for thirty minutes,” Dion told her.

“Then you better stay close. That door you came through will only take you back a half hour after you came. Any other time and it takes you to the closet. I had it installed a few months ago when someone contacted me from the corporation. They pay me enough to keep it so that it cancels out my utility bill.”

“So what kind of place is this?” Lilly asked.

“It’s a coffee shop in Chicago.”

“Chicago?” Dion said. “But we were in Ohio!”

“The way it works is the door takes you somewhere other than where you are going to be or where you have been. I guess you’ll never be around Chicago for any length of time or you wouldn’t be here now. Did she ask you how many years you were paying her for?”

“I told her thirty,” Lilly said, “but really, I had no idea…”

“I keep telling those people they should make it clear what people are buying,” the lady behind the new counter grumbled. “Too many people end up here clueless, and it’s not my job to straighten them out. How much money do you have left?”

Dion opened his wallet and showed her the bills.

“The problem is the date on the currency,” she told him. “I can’t use the cash because my bank would contact the FBI about counterfeit bills. I don’t need those kinds of complaints. So do you drink coffee?”

“Here,” the woman said before they could give their answer, sliding them two cups. “These are on the house. Milk and sugar is behind you. I recommend staying inside this place, as you don’t want to be trapped outside when the door activates.

“Looks like we have another fifteen minutes,” Dion said as he looked at his watch. “Anything we need to know about where we are?”

“Other than the fact that you’re in Chicago? Not really. We’re near the university, and no, they still don’t have a football team. So I get to avoid the booze-happy crowds that come with them. I’m slow today because it’s between terms, but the traffic should pick up next month.”

“You take any cream in yours?” Lilly asked Dion as she poured milk into her coffee.

“I like mine black, thank you,” he said.

They went and sat down at a table.

“Next time I walk into a store I don’t know,” he said to Lilly, “I will ask exactly what I’m paying money to have done or buy.”

“Look on the bright side. It got us away from Karanzen’s goons for a while. I think you spent your money well.”

“But it means less time to find the Elemental Grandmaster when we return.” Dion reached into his blue jean jacket and pulled a piece of paper out of one of the pockets. “I’ve been looking for this a long time.”

“What do you have there?” she asked.

“Nothing much, just what I have to tell the Grandmaster when I find her. She will know I’m genuine by what I say to her.”

“I’d think you could make something happen and that would convince her.”

“Doesn’t always work that way. All kinds of people can show her little tricks and try to deceive her into thinking they are elemental workers. If she grants full power on anyone who doesn’t deserve it, imagine the kind of ruckus it could cause. No, she has to know I’m someone who has spent years working toward the day when I can finally present myself to her.”

Dion and Lilly chatted a bit longer, until he looked at his watch again. “Time to go.”

They returned their mugs to the counter and thanked the woman. “No problem,” she said. “At least you speak standard English. You would be surprised at the kind of people who come through the door. No one has ever shown the least sign of violence; I think the corporation has a way to screen them out.”

Dion and Lilly walked to the door and waited a few minutes. Finally, Dion looked at his watch and announced it was time. He reached down and opened the door.

And discovered a closet on the other side.

“You think something might have gone wrong?” Lilly asked him. “I’m sure this is the door we used when we came in here.”

Dion shut the door. “I might be off a little bit with my watch. I set it this morning, but it has a tendency to run a little slow.” He reached over, grabbed the door handle again, and opened it. This time the room they had first used was visible on the other side. The same woman stared at them from the counter.

“Hurry up,” she told them. “You’re not the only people who want to use that door.”

They walked on through and shut it behind them.

“Nice trip?” the first lady behind the counter said. “Did you get to see what you wanted on the other side?”

“As much as we could in thirty minutes,” Lilly told her. “Coffee was expensive in Chicago.”

“Oh,
that
place,” she said. “Well, next time spend more money and you’ll get to spend more time when you go. I’m sorry, but, as I said, our insurance company makes it expensive to send people in that direction. And don’t even ask for dinosaurs because they won’t cover it.”

“I’ll keep it in mind,” Dion said as they headed toward the exit of store.

The two security guards were still outside. One was circling around, the other sat on at a table directly across from them. It was obvious they wouldn’t allow them to travel anywhere unobserved.

“How much time do we have?” Lilly asked him. “This place will be closing soon.”

“Well, we spent about….” He looked at his wristwatch. “Oh, that’s funny.”

“Define ‘funny’.” Lilly said. “I don’t find much of what has taken place today very funny.”

“According to my watch we were only inside that store a few minutes. I thought we spent a good half hour and then some inside there because we went to that other place. But my watch might not be working very well.”

“Let’s check out the clock in the tower,” Lilly said, “you can see it through the skylights.”

They looked up and saw that it matched the time on Dion’s watch.

“Guess time has a different meaning inside that place,” he said.

“The places we discover in this mall continue to amaze me. We just left a store where you can buy time and have to find a pharmacy where the pharmacist is a grandmaster of the earth element.”

“I’m sure there are plenty more to be discovered,” Dion said.

They continued on their way until they reached the escalator, which Dion wanted to use to get to the second floor of the mall.

“Do we really have to take this?” Lilly asked him. “These things give me butterflies in my stomach. Is there a stair case we can use someplace?”

Dion scanned the mall until he saw a staircase at one end of the concourse. “There, we can take that one.” This seemed like a real good idea when the two security guards who’d followed them were busy in their direction.

Dion cut through the thinning crowd with Lilly and headed toward the stairs. The security guards kept pace with them, always making sure they were within some kind of visual range. He didn’t care. As Dion had no intention of causing trouble, he didn’t care what they would do if they caught up with him. The encounter Officer Karanzen had with his grandfather was enough to put him at bay for the time being. Right now, the important thing was to get to the pharmacy upstairs. They only had so much time to do it and find the Grandmaster.

They whisked up the stairs upon reaching them and turned to watch the one security guard still in pursuit keep up with them. Dion and Lilly managed to reach the top of the stairs with no incidents and continued down the upstairs concourse in the direction of the pharmacy. Dion glanced back to notice the lone security guard following at an acceptable distance. He recognized this one: it was Bayer. Naturally, the bow hunter would be the one to give pursuit. No doubt, he felt he was tracking them through a forest of some kind.

They turned the corner to head down the section of the mall to the location of the pharmacy. There were few people in this part, but it might have something to do with the lateness of the day. The mall was emptying out as the shopping day came to a close. Soon, the PA system would announce the mall closing and everyone would have to make their final purchases and leave. Including Dion and Lilly.

The bull was positioned directly in front of the pharmacy. It was large and sat on a metal stand. It was made of black plastic and offered anyone a chance to ride it for a small coin fee dropped into a slot. It was made to look dangerous and had a red mouth with blazing eyes. On its back sat the saddle anyone could try to ride. If they were so foolish.

Dion was surprised; it actually appeared to be some kind of mechanical contraption someone would place inside a mall. He’d seen all sorts of trains and toy rides kids could use in the children’s’ area; why shouldn’t someone try to install one for adults? It might be in front of a pharmacy and would, no doubt, hurt their business, but Dion doubted it was meant to be there very long. The whole reason for this mechanical bull was to keep him from accessing the pharmacy.

“That wasn’t here before,” Lilly said. “What the heck is that thing? A mechanical bull for adults? Who in their right mind would want to ride something like that?”

“I don’t think that bull is a ride,” Dion said. “There is something not right about this thing being placed in front of my destination.”

Lilly turned her head, looked at the bull several times from different angles and walked towards it. It still appeared to be made from plastic with some metal parts. Whoever created the bull did so with an adult in mind as it was too large for a child to ride. Next to the bull, on the platform it was mounted, was a box. The box had a coin slot in it with the sign “Twenty five cents to ride” on it. Lilly walked over to it and looked at the writing below the coin box.

“It’s made by some company called Echo Hills Princess,” she called to Dion. “I’ve never heard of them before, but there are plenty of companies I don’t know about. Do they sound familiar to you?”

“No, but I think you should get away from that thing. I just don’t like it. Strikes me as awfully suspicious being here.”

“The instructions say that one quarter gives you a ride,” she called out to Dion again. “They don’t say how long you get. I wonder what it does?”

“Lilly, really, I would get away from it.”

“Only one way to find out,” she said and opened her purse. Inside she found a quarter and dropped it in the slot. She stood back and looked at the bull. “Guess we’ll find out what it does.”

“I don’t think that was very smart, Lilly.”

She stood and watched the bull. It began to move. Slow at first, it picked up speed and rocked back and forth on the metal stand where it was mounted. To her it seemed obvious: the bull was designed to be a rocking horse for adults. All it did was satisfy someone’s inner cowboy for bull riding. It wouldn’t toss the rider up in the air as a real bull might, but it could give them the sensation of riding one, no matter how safe it seemed.

Lilly had watched bull riding on TV. She knew this contraption in no way simulated the dangerous sport. In bull riding competitions, a rider had to stay on a bucking full-grown bull for at least eight seconds. This device merely rocked back and forth. An elderly man could sit on it with no worries. It was clearly another attempt to make money off people’s desire to experience something dangerous in a safe environment.

After a few minutes, the bull quit rocking. Lilly turned back to Dion and held out her hands.

“See? Just a cheap mechanical contraption. Somebody put it here tonight, tomorrow, it will be downstairs where it will attract more traffic. Nothing to worry about.”