I can do this. I drew a deep breath. I was the sole survivor of the doomed eighteen forties trip. I was going to live through this, too.
If Taylor's people found me in the past once, surely they would again.
Assuming my purpose wasn't already served by saving the girl.
My stomach churned. With fear joining the regret in my belly, I stood and returned to the cubbyhole, hoping to remain unnoticed while I spent the day waiting for my chance to escape.
When I was free of Chaghan, I'd figure out what to do next.