Jonah Skidmore took a deep breath as he peered at the, computer screen in front of him. He’d recently survived time travel, a war zone, betrayal, deception, mutiny, and the near destruction of time itself. So surely he was brave enough to call up a list of names on a computer.
He kept his finger poised over the computer mouse.
I’ll be brave enough in a minute, he told himself. Or . . . two.
“What’s wrong?” his sister,...