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suggested and let them scan his eyes and right hand. The system seemed confused for a moment, and then the metal double door simply hissed open. His smiled to himself.
    According to the underground blueprints that his men had stolen, he was on the medical facilities level. The corridor was long, lined with white floor tiles, and the wall was painted in a muted beige color, which softened the fluorescent light glaring down from the ceiling.
    Rei made a left at the end of the corridor, about thirty feet from the entrance. Two doors down, he found an empty janitor’s closet with brooms, mops, cleaning products, and a ladder. Perfect. He locked the closet from the inside and climbed up the ladder to the ceiling. He removed the ceiling tile, and as expected, found an airshaft duct. The blueprints showed this duct would lead him to the medical quarters where Skyla Gray should be now. Another piece of intel his men gathered was that TSCCA used a strict time-travel protocol for its agents to ensure their physical and mental safety. Any deviation from the protocols would place the person in quarantine for medical and psychological evaluations. And since he had thrown the female agent back to her present time with just a thought, she had to be under medical observation now.
    He took out his boyhood compass, one of the very few mementos he was able to salvage after the war, and swung it in a full circle. Its needle directed him to the north wing, medical evaluation lab. As fluid as a panther, he leaped up from the ladder to the airshaft duct. It was dark and tight, his broad shoulders almost touching either side of the shaft. Good thing his night vision was excellent. Without another moment of delay, he crawled swiftly and silently through the duct, bearing north.
    At the next opening, he peered down, and there she was—Agent Skyla Gray, sitting on the sofa, talking to someone.
     

Chapter Five
    Throwing herself down on the sofa in the medical quarters, Skyla called out to the back, “Hey, Knox!”
    Now this was her kind of sofa, she immediately thought. Unlike the one in the director’s waiting area, this sofa was big enough to curl up comfortably on. It had a faint scent from the antique wood. The fabric cushions were well worn but still firm enough to provide support for any sitting position. In short, she much preferred waiting in Knox’s lab than the director’s office. No brainer.
    She had known Knox and his twin sister, Vivi, since college. Besides her parents and Aunt Laura, the twins were the only other people with whom Skyla truly felt comfortable letting her guard down. The three of them met at Columbia University in Poli Sci 101 and became best friends almost immediately. After graduation, they went their separate ways. She signed up with the Secret Service. Vivi went for her master’s and PhD in aerospace engineering at Cal Tech. And Knox joined the Air Force before going to medical school at Johns Hopkins. Eventually, all three of them were recruited into TSCCA for their specific skill sets. Strange though it was, the fates had brought them together again.
    “Hey, babe.” Knox looked up from his microscope. His broad smile always warmed her. She smiled back at him with great affection while watching him gently move whatever he was examining under the microscope into a small, clear container. Probably one of the infectious viruses he had been working on.
    In his lab coat, he looked a bit geeky, sexy geeky, but if one paid closer attention, one could see the strong, lean muscles quietly moving underneath the plain white coat. He was a gorgeous man—tall, muscular, with golden-blond hair and cool, sky-blue eyes. Skyla swore she had seen a Norse god who looked just like Knox in one of her art history texts in college.
    Instead of sitting next to her on the sofa, Knox leaned over her, bent down, and gave her a quick, sumptuous kiss on the mouth.
    “Knox.” Giggling, she gently pushed him away. “We’ve talked