Dreyfus Shayne Templar from 2013 is shanghaied to 2513 by a time crook named Merlin Krump. Drey’s mind is altered by Krump so that he knows he has a true love named Angelina. But where is she? How and when did he know her?
As time passes, Drey slowly begins to remember a few things about Angelina. But problems for him seem impossible to solve. He must escape from Krump and he must fight off space pirates. But his biggest challenge is meeting face to face Commander Alan Jharka of the Galaxy Patrol who is a fiction character created by Drey when he writes. So is Jharka real, or what?
“Why do you keep repeating the same questions?”
The physician’s reply was calm, clinical, irritating. “Because it’s quite apparent something is bothering you. My ego isn’t so huge that I feel you’re just here to visit me.
Dreyfus forced a brief smile. “You wouldn’t understand what’s bothering me, Doctor Madison.”
“Try me and see whether I understand or not. I might end up giving you a surprise we would both enjoy.”
Dreyfus Templar eyed Doctor Madison for several seconds. Just what was the meaning of her last sentence? She was absolutely the loveliest woman he had ever had the pleasure of raking from head to toe with his eyes.
“All right, I feel like I have nothing to live for. I’ve always felt that way. I usually have a yearly physical from Doctor Bones, whom you said retired six months ago. You’re quite an improvement over that old geezer. Maybe you’ll discover I have a boredom virus. Actually, I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t bored. What do you think?”
Doctor Madison suppressed a smile. ”A boredom virus? There’s no such thing. I’m sure you know that. You of all people could find something or somebody that could stop the boredom you chronically suffering from. Who knows? Maybe all you need is a closer look to discover that right in front of you is the very person who would gladly give you the excitement you have been looking for, and possibly put an end to your so called boredom virus on a permanent basis.”
She moved within inches of Drey, so close he inhaled the scent of her mint-flavored lips. Her eyes were green pools of loveliness. They bored into his, became soul stealers, grabbers of secret information.
“Are you still working out in your gym, Dreyfus?”
“Yes, at least four times a week with a martial arts trainer, and for three hours each time. I’m also a member of Green’s Exercise Emporium. I work out there Saturday and Sunday.”
“So do I,” she said, “and on those very days in the evenings. I’m sorry we haven’t met before.”
“I’ve always gone there in the morning. However, I could switch to the evening.” Just to be with you.
“That would be very nice. Your physical workouts have given you a perfect body in perfect condition.” She smiled as if thinking about a private joke. “Tell me, Dreyfus, what more could you want?”
Drey sighed. “What more could I want? Well, how about everything? Or, maybe I want nothing more.”
I do want you, Angelina. I want you from now on, unto eternity and beyond.
Now the doctor sighed. Her lovely eyes grabbed more soul as her words became more serious. “Have you ever thought about suicide? I certainly hope you haven’t.”
