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Chapters (45)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Chapter Twenty-Six
  29. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  30. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  31. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  32. Chapter Thirty
  33. Chapter Thirty-One
  34. Chapter Thirty-Two
  35. Chapter Thirty-Three
  36. Chapter Thirty-Four
  37. Chapter Thirty-Five
  38. Chapter Thirty-Six
  39. Author’s Note
  40. Glitch Glossary
  41. Acknowledgments
  42. About the Author
  43. Back Ad
  44. Books by Laura Martin
  45. About the Publisher

I dashed over to the far wall and collected the cuffs and belts. They clanked together in a way that set my teeth on edge as I deposited the whole lot on the floor at Regan’s feet. She typed in one last thing on the computer and then turned and quickly looped a belt around her waist.

“The problem is that these are only designed to carry two sets of cuffs at the most,” she muttered under her breath as she attached one set to each hip. She held the remaining set in her hand, her forehead furrowed.

“Here,” I said, tossing her the belt I hadn’t managed to get on yet. “Throw that over a shoulder and attach the extra cuff.” I raced back to grab two more belts. “You know,” I said as I attached my own cuffs, “this has only ever been done once before.”

“What’s that?” Regan said, sounding distracted as she squinted at the computer screen.

“Glitching within a Glitch,” I said. “I read about it once. One of our own agents went rogue, and in order to confuse his trail he started leapfrogging through time.”

“Did it work?” Regan asked.

“He was never caught, if that’s what you mean,” I said. “But what we are about to do is really dangerous. You know that, right?”

“Yeah, well, last I checked so was getting blown up, so . . .” Regan muttered, and I snorted. She had a solid point. “Get on the platform,” she said as she hit the activation button. Above our platform a countdown started from ten, and Regan sprinted over to join me. Without saying a word, we grasped hands. There was a time that I’d do just about anything to get some distance from Regan Fitz, but right now, at this moment, there wasn’t anyone else I’d rather be hurtling through time beside.

“At what point are you going to tell me the plan?” I asked as the numbers ticked down toward zero.

“There is no plan,” Regan said as everything went black.

Chapter Thirty-Two

Regan

I opened my eyes back inside the mountain. To my relief, Elliot was still right beside me, his hand clutching mine with a death grip that made my bones ache.

“What?” he asked, looking around. “Are you serious? We were just here!”