The Island of Time (The Island Series) (Volume 1)
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How do you catch a killer through time? When an unidentified body is found on the second floor of a Detroit antique shop, Strawberry Sundae Investigations is on the case! Set in an age of androids and hovercars, the Sundaes have unlimited advanced technology at their disposal. Still, the evidence doesn’t add up. Little do they know the case would hit close to home when the only clues the victim left behind—in the form of a personal journal—reflect an erratically inconsistent timeline, suggesting the victim might not be from the present. They’re best lead creates another struggle for one of their members: Dawn Vañia. Her fiancé, Taran Flint, is the leading scientist working on a secretive project which he claims involves a breakthrough method in traveling through time. Unlock the mystery when you travel to The Island of Time. Recommended for ages 10+
said frantically, reliving the moments. “I went as far as I could into the jungle without losing sight of the beach. I waited as long as I could. I had to get back to Detroit; I couldn’t wait any longer for Dr. Brown, under the circumstances.” “Why didn’t you tell me about her?” “What do you mean?” Taran tried to remember the credentials of the associate he barely knew. “She’s a specialist in her field. She graduated from Miami Technical Institute. She made several adjustments that—” “I’m not
the southeast door. He found the bed to be comfortable enough, compared to the floor, at least. 2.2 “I’ve been living here for a while now and have only accessed the immediate area around the Compass Room. It took me a while to get proper lighting in this underground bunker, or what may have been another facility years before now,” Dillon wrote. “I know for certain that the area I’ve been living in is a small part of this compound. I believe this because there are several halls I cannot
ground. They looked like they’d fallen down the stairs. “What in the world?” Dillon helped Tim up as Murphy stood up the drums. Murphy’s head was bruised, but he wasn’t badly hurt. Tim brushed himself off. “What happened, guys?” Tim moaned. “We were carrying the—” Murphy handed him his sunglasses. “Thanks…the RS drums back down when this stampede of people bumped and pushed us to the wall,” he replied. “I lost my footing in the commotion. Since Officer Murphy was in front of me, I took him down
the room, also wearing jumpsuits like the first. One, with glasses and a red cap, had “O’Connor”, and the gray-haired one had “McNally” where the first had read “Brown”. Jacob Brown remained in the doorway. “Is there something I can help you with? Are you looking to find your room, or…” “Uh, just the three of you live here?” was all Trickster wanted to know. “Uh, yeah,” Erik, the one with glasses, answered. Then he laughed. “Couldn’t really fit anymore in these cells, could you?” Trickster
walked quickly, opening the door in time to see Whip and Caramel. “What a coincidence, D...girls,” Taran stammered. He knew he’d be wrong, so he was better off not guessing. “Diane and the others are here, too.” He ushered them in, knowing all too well they were going to barge in regardless of what his action was. Looking into the hall, Taran turned his head to the right in time to see the last Sundae, Fudge, walking toward him. She took her position next to the others in the kitchen.