See anything yet?” said Trickshot, looking over his shoulder at TW as they walked.
TW, who was still floating behind Trickshot like a ghost, shook his head. “Nothing so far. My sensors are active and scanning all of the side streets and alleyways for the book, but so far, they have picked up nothing.”
Trickshot frowned. He glanced at his watch, which showed that it was about mid-afternoon now. That was good. The more time they spent in Nexus City, the closer they got to curfew. Curfew, of course, was at midnight, but Trickshot felt like time in the Nexus moved much faster than time did back in his own universe. He certainly didn’t feel like he had several hours before midnight.
And how the heck do the people around here even keep track of time? Trickshot thought, glancing up at the sky
