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Chapter 2
Chapter 2For a timeless spell, they just stared at each other. Jest could see the other man was stunned. Shock seemed to paint his face, raggedly illuminated by the strobes around the stage. The guy sure didn’t belong with the usual crowd—his wrinkled pleated dress slacks were clearly not cheap and a white—white!—shirt that probably had a big name tag inside the collar. It had that look, even though it was far from fresh and pristine. Jest could remember his banker father dressing much the same. That was long ago, though, and in the south, where formality seemed to linger long after it was passé elsewhere. “Who in hell are you, dude? You look kinda lost. Did your time machine just dump you off outside the door?” The stranger blinked a pair of eyes, which Jest had just noticed were beauti
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