May 5, 2025
Fredericksburg, Virginia

The call came at 5:17. Eli was still at his desk, the journal still open, his own handwriting staring at him across centuries.

“Eleanor.” The name he did not use in front of anyone else. “It’s early, even for you.”

“She texted me. Fifteen minutes ago. From her personal number, not through the Foundation channels.”

Eli sat forward. “What did she say?”

“She asked how long I’ve known you. And whether I actually trust you.” She paused before she addressed him by the n...