“So how do we find them?”

Jake lifted the pocket watch. “First we go home.”

Kady’s expression turned reluctant. As she glanced back to the doorway, her heart was easy to read. They’d found their mother in this world, and now they were leaving.

Jake reached and took her hand. “Mom and Dad are out there. Lost in time. But I can feel them. Not out there, but here.”

He squeezed her fingers.

In turn, her hand tightened on his.

“We’ll find them, Kady. Wherever Mom and Dad are, we’ll be just as close to them at Ravensgate as we will be here in Pangaea.”

Her eyes met his. She took a deep, shuddering breath and nodded again, more determined this time.

With his free hand, Jake took out his father’s pocket watch. He’d recovered it from the folds of Kree’s abandoned robes. He hoped this method would still get them home again. He seated a fingernail under the watch’s stem. It was used to wind the watch—but also to reset the time.

The important word being reset.

He searched his sister’s face for any last regret.

She sighed in frustration. “Oh, do it already!”

He did.

With a flick of his fingernail, the stem popped out, and the massive gears around them began to turn—slowly at first, then faster and faster, becoming a golden blur.

Jake’s hand clenched Kady’s as force built beneath their feet, growing exponentially.

“Hang on!”

Then the world exploded and blasted them skyward in a blaze of light. The room shattered away—and an instant later, they landed in a new one.

For a moment, Jake kept hold of Kady to keep his balance. She did the same with him.

“I’ll never get used to that,” she said. Finding her footing, she shook free of Jake and looked around.

They were back in New York City, back at the American Museum of Natural History, standing inside the reconstructed Egyptian tomb. Around them, artifacts glowed in glass cases. Anubis frowned at them with his jackal-shaped head. In the center, a dreadful mummy still lay sprawled atop a table, with its clawed hands and leathery, dry wings.

Jake had enough of grakyl—mummified or not.

“Let’s get out of here,” he said.

“That’s the smartest thing you’ve said in a long time.”

Together they rushed the tomb’s door, wrestling a bit to get through.

Outside, they ran hard into Morgan Drummond. He spilled a paper cup full of water, splashing it over his suit. “Watch where you’re going!” he said sourly, slapping water from his tie. He fixed Kady with a baleful eye. “For someone who just fainted, young lady, you look awfully spry now.”

Jake and Kady shared a look. Just like before, no time had passed here. When Kady had pretended to faint earlier, Morgan had been headed to the drinking fountain to fetch a glass of water.

“Must be my strong constitution,” Kady answered, and hurried past.

Morgan frowned at Jake. Jake just shrugged and followed his sister toward the door. They collected Uncle Edward along the way.