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About Time


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About Time


  Copyright © 2022 Jodi Taylor

  The right of Jodi Taylor to be identified as the Author of

  the Work has been asserted by her in accordance with the

  Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.

  First published in Great Britain in 2022 by

  HEADLINE PUBLISHING GROUP

  This Ebook edition published in 2022 by

  HEADLINE PUBLISHING GROUP

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  Apart from any use permitted under UK copyright law,

  this publication may only be reproduced, stored, or transmitted,

  in any form, or by any means, with prior permission in writing of

  the publishers or, in the case of reprographic production, in

  accordance with the terms of licences issued by the

  Copyright Licensing Agency.

  All characters in this publication – other than the obvious

  historical figures – are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons,

  living or dead, is purely coincidental.

  Cataloguing in Publication Data is available from the British Library

  ISBN 978 1 4722 8690 1

  Jacket illustration & design by Tom Sanderson

  Author photograph © Accent Press

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  Contents

  Title

  Copyright

  About the Author

  About the Book

  Also By

  Roll Call

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  Epilogue

  Author’s Note

  Another Author’s Note

  Acknowledgements

  Discover more from Jodi Taylor . . .

  About the Author

  Jodi Taylor is the internationally bestselling author of the Chronicles of St Mary’s series, the story of a bunch of disaster prone individuals who investigate major historical events in contemporary time. Do NOT call it time travel! She is also the author of the Time Police series – a St Mary’s spinoff and gateway into the world of an all-powerful, international organisation who are NOTHING like St Mary’s. Except, when they are.

  Alongside these, Jodi is known for her gripping supernatural thrillers featuring Elizabeth Cage together with the enchanting Frogmorton Farm series – a fairy story for adults.

  Born in Bristol and now living in Gloucester (facts both cities vigorously deny), she spent many years with her head somewhere else, much to the dismay of family, teachers and employers, before finally deciding to put all that daydreaming to good use and write a novel. Over twenty books later, she still has no idea what she wants to do when she grows up.

  About the Book

  Patience is not a virtue known to the Time Police. And Commander Hay is facing the longest day of her life . . .

  After their heroic efforts to safeguard the Acropolis and prevent the Paris Time-Stop, the Time Police have gone from zero to hero. Then one fateful mission to apprehend a minor criminal selling dodgy historical artefacts blows up in all their faces.

  An officer is attacked within TPHQ. A prisoner is murdered. And investigations are about to lead to the one place where no officer can legally tread.

  Worst of all, trouble is brewing for Luke, Jane and Matthew as a shocking revelation threatens to tear Team Weird apart for good.

  By Jodi Taylor and available from Headline

  TIME POLICE SERIES

  Doing Time

  Hard Time

  saving time

  About Time

  The Chronicles of St Mary’s series

  Just One Damned Thing After Another

  A Symphony of Echoes

  A Second Chance

  A Trail Through Time

  No Time Like the Past

  What Could Possibly Go Wrong?

  Lies, Damned Lies, and History

  And the Rest is History

  An Argumentation of Historians

  Hope for the Best

  Plan For the Worst

  another time, another place

  A Catalogue of Catastrophe

  Short-­story collections

  The Long and Short of It

  Long Story Short

  The Chronicles of St Mary’s digital shorts

  When a Child is Born

  Roman Holiday

  Christmas Present

  Ships and Stings and Wedding Rings

  THE VERY FIRST DAMNED THING

  The Great St Mary’s Day Out

  My Name is Markham

  A Perfect Storm

  Christmas Past

  Battersea Barricades

  The Steam-­Pump Jump

  And Now For Something Completely Different

  When Did You Last See Your Father?

  Why is Nothing Ever Simple?

  The Ordeal of the Haunted Room

  The Toast of Time

  Elizabeth Cage novels

  White Silence

  Dark Light

  long shadows

  Frogmorton Farm Series

  The Nothing Girl

  The Something Girl

  Little Donkey (digital short)

  joy to the world (digital short)

  ––––––––––––––

  A Bachelor Establishment

  Roll Call

  TIME POLICE PERSONNEL

  ­Commander Hay

  ­Commander of the Time Police. About to endure the longest day ever.

  Captain Farenden

  Her adjutant. Looking on the bright side has never been more difficult.

  Amelia Meiklejohn

  One half of the perfidious Meiklejohn siblings. About to embark on a new career with the Time Police. What could possibly go wrong?

  Major Ellis

  New head of BeeBOC (Big Business and Organised Crime, for the uninitiated).

  Lt North

  New head of Records/Historical Briefing. And heading up the first team to boldly go where no man has gone before.

  TEAM 235

  Lt Grint

  Team leader. Still stumbling down the rocky road of romance.

  Officer Kohl (Socko)

  Officer Hansen

  Officer Rossi

  TEAM 236 – TEAM WEIRD

  Luke Parrish

  Self-­appointed team leader – but not for much longer.

  Jane Lockland

  Actually – she isn’t.

  ­Matthew Farrell

  Right in the middle and not happy.

  SECURITY TEAM

  Lt Filbert

  Head of security.

  Officer Varma

  Persistent. Always gets there in the end.

  Officer Wu

  Officer Harvey

  Officer Jessup

  Officer Miller

  MEDCEN

  The doctor

  Possibly even more depressed than ever.

  Kelly

  Medical orderly.

  POD BAY & LOGISTICS

  Senior Mech

  Unhappy about the number of women in his life. The unnecessary number of women in his life.

  Oti

  From Logistics. Crate provider.

  OTHER OFFICERS

  Major Callen

  Using his initiative.

  Lt Dal

  Lt Chigozie

  All of these are relatively normal officers.

/>   Lt Fanboten

  Officer Curtis

  Just don’t mention sentient poo.

  Officer Rockmeyer

  Unwillingly hosting Officer Curtis’s naked buttocks. Don’t ask.

  St MARY’S PERSONNEL

  Dr Maxwell

  Supposedly in charge of evacuating St Mary’s but easily distracted.

  Leon

  Heroically fire-­fighting while his pod takes a bit of a bashing. Again.

  Dr Peterson

  Both disappointed at not being involved

  Mr Markham

  but still happy to shove their oar in.

  Mr Dieter

  Very nearly squashed.

  Adrian Meiklejohn

  The other half.

  CIVILIANS

  Mrs Lockland

  Jane’s grandmother.

  Mrs Farnborough

  The Home Counties’ Valkyrie. In all sorts of trouble.

  John Costello

  It’s his pod, so it’s not really stealing, is it?

  Nikola Tesla

  Yes, him.

  Henry Plimpton

  Still rocking the benevolent grandfather look but he’ll shoot you dead if you cross him. Sometimes, even if you don’t.

  His men

  Assorted minions, including: Blue Coat/Broom, Jim, Tucker, Clore, Trip, Fisher, Otto and Andy.

  Raymond Parrish

  On really top form and rather enjoying himself.

  Lucinda Steel

  His PA. Sadly unable to bring the world to its knees this time round, but there’s always hope for the future.

  Ernesto Portman

  Anthony Portman

  Portmans, so no one likes them.

  Bradley Portman

  Portman Security

  Not having a good day.

  Lola

  Cat-­loving call girl.

  Lift attendant

  Now knows not to mix his lights with his darks.

  Waitress

  Provider of very welcome coffee.

  SUNNYSIDE NURSING HOME

  Dr Anne Summers

  Nurse Suti

  Their patient

  MISCELLANEOUS

  Mellor

  Time Police helicopter pilot.

  Miles

  Civilian pilot.

  A small box of emergency tissues

  Doesn’t get out much. The Time Police do not have a procedure for sobbing.

  ­Commander Hay settled herself comfortably at her desk and picked up her mug of coffee.

  ‘Right then, Charlie. Hit me with today’s calamities.’

  The usual procedure, established during their long working relationship, was for Captain Farenden to ease his commanding officer gently into a list of yesterday’s disasters, following through with today’s pending catastrophes, and then, depending on how things had gone so far, offer a teasing glimpse of tomorrow’s possible misfortunes. As adjutant to ­Commander Hay, it was his job to expect the unexpected. The bizarre. The sudden. The inexplicable. And the downright stupid. Especially the downright stupid.

  This last week, however, he had been spending his working days dealing with the Time Police’s latest . . . ‘recruit’ was the wrong word. ‘Acquisition’ was perhaps more appropriate. Amelia Meiklejohn – one half of the perfidious Meiklejohn siblings and former illegal – was now, unbelievably, a member of the Time Police.

  A much-­decorated and resourceful officer, Captain Farenden was struggling daily with all the feelings of exasperation and frustration traditionally experienced by anyone in a supervisory category coming into contact with either or both of the Meiklejohn siblings. However, he was an officer in the Time Police and challenges existed to be risen to. The alternative – and rapidly becoming his preferred option – was to shoot her dead, drop the body in the Thames and disclaim all knowledge of anything. This was a tactic that had always worked well for the Time Police in the past and he saw no reason why it should let him down now.

  Captain Farenden was roused from these happy thoughts by his commanding officer enquiring whether he had gone to sleep.

  He gritted his teeth. ‘No, ma’am. I was merely arranging my thoughts in order to present today’s agenda in a timely and efficient manner.’

  ‘Good God, Charlie – you are in a bad mood.’

  ‘Not at all, ma’am. Merely . . .’ He paused.

  ‘Merely . . . ?’

  ‘Nothing, ma’am.’

  ­Commander Hay, having herself endured several frustrating interviews with Miss Meiklejohn over the last couple of weeks, had gone on to dump the whole business of their new recruit in her adjutant’s lap, citing her need to concentrate on securing additional funding from a reluctant government. Having, therefore, a very good idea of the cause of his tensely uttered ‘Merely . . .’, she simply grinned and waited.

  Captain Farenden pulled himself together. ‘Well, ma’am. The situation at the moment is as follows: everyone involved in the Paris Time-­Stop and Acropolis incidents has completely recovered. Lt Grint is to be formally discharged later today, although he’s been up and about for some time now. Ten days’ light duties and if nothing drops off then it’s a full return to work for him, as well.’

  ‘That’s good news. He’s rather unique and I was worried we’d lost him in Paris.’

  ‘Indeed, ma’am. And before you ask, there’s no news of Henry Plimpton anywhere. If he has any sense, he’ll go to ground for a good while. He must know we’ll put the word out that he’s a person of considerable interest with whom we would like more than a quick word after his recent attempt to stop Time. I’ve circulated rumours of a substantial reward.’

  ‘Have we discussed this worrying tendency of yours to spend money the Time Police does not possess?’

  ‘We have, ma’am. On several occasions.’

  ‘And did we come to any conclusions?’

  ‘I believe you expressed the appropriate sentiments, ma’am.’

  ‘I’m certain I did and yet . . .’

  ‘Would you like me to continue, ma’am?’

  ‘Spending money we don’t have, or today’s sitrep?’

  Recognising provocation when he heard it, Captain Farenden continued.

 
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