Chapters (27)
- Chapter 01:00: Elle
- Chapter 02:00: The Predictive
- Chapter 03:00: MC2
- Chapter 04:00: Oops
- Chapter 05:00: Leap 2048
- Chapter 06:00: Ferrari Forever
- Chapter 07:00: Names
- Chapter 08:00: Undercover
- Chapter 09:00: Cake
- Chapter 10:00: Game
- Chapter 11:00: The Red Hat
- Chapter 12:00: The Understory
- Chapter 13:00: Rite of Passage
- Chapter 14:00: The Law of The Jungle
- Chapter 15:00: Eve
- Chapter 16:00: Mind Over Matter
- Chapter 17:00: To Bake My Bread
- Chapter 18:00: Survival of The Fittest
- Chapter 19:00: 0 To 60 In 1.4 Seconds
- Chapter 20:00: The Predictive
- Chapter 21:00: 2100
- Chapter 22:00: Infinites
- Chapter 23:00: 3-Leap
- Chapter 00:00: Continuum
- Acknowledgements
- About the Author
- Extract from The Time-Thief
‘Time’s ticking, Elle. Need to step up. I told Eve keep up the act but skip tonight. Film’s optional anyways. And lie low tomorrow. She can tell Ama but say nothing to no one else. Wise Old Owl.’ He opens a sweet and pops one into his mouth. ‘We gotta find Noon. She’s phone-dead. Maybes she heard from Kwesi.’
I frown at him eating the sweet. It’s like he reads my mind.
‘Won’t hurt me,’ he says. ‘Jus’ making sure the sweets are sweet. Season’s safe but we can’t take no chances.’
It must link to the Predictive. Maybe MC2 detects a crime that hasn’t been committed yet. A crime that will be committed at 11 o’clock tomorrow evening. Or a crime that’s already been committed in a different future, the future that happened when I was making my speech in school. He offers me another sweet. This time it’s cherries. He pauses for a long time and then he speaks.
‘I smell an Anachronism. Elle, some advice. You get a Predictive, you’re chosen. You gotta act solo. Dial the 2 and the triple 0 on your Chrono.’
For dinner I have braised tofu stew with dumplings. I’m starving. Season gives me a second helping and an extra potato- bread roll freshly baked. I hope she’s not fattening me up to eat me. I’m really looking forward to her B(re)aking Bread workshop tomorrow. Ama’s speaking more now. She’s even talking to GMT! I think she’s feeling happy because she knows MC2 is looking for Kwesi. She tells me about the second half of the Mind Over Matter workshop. It was held outside. The sun was shining, so it was like the 1968 Olympics in Mexico City. The Annuals had to visualise a leap like Bob Beamon did and practise on the grass or, if they preferred, brainstorm a robot. Bob Beamon visualised his winning leap for months before he did it. The Leaplings had to coach them and offer feedback.
Megan Smith jumped 5 metres 26 centimetres. Big Ben worked out that was an 89.45% age grade, similar to Kwesi’s. Maybe they know each other. Megan goes to Triple M. Lots of the pupils there are good at sports. Some of them are good at dancing or gymnastics as well as athletics. Some of them are brilliant at all three: music, movement and maths. Like Ama. She brainstormed a brilliant robot that could speak Akan. I’d like to go to that school because I like sports and I could still learn PPF secretly online. I’m even better at PPF than I am at running.