Excerpt & Giveaway: Lost in Time by A.G. Riddle
***The giveaway is now over, thanks to everyone who entered!***
Today, I’m excited to be celebrating the upcoming release of Lost in Time by A.G. Riddle, the highly anticipated new sci-fi thriller from the bestselling author who also brought us The Extinction Trials, Departure, and The Atlantic Gene.
Lost in Time comes out September 1, 2022 from Head of Zeus, and The BiblioSanctum is pleased to be working with the publisher to feature an excerpt and giveaway! Check out the end of this post for more information on the book and how you can win your own copy!
When his daughter is falsely accused of murder, a scientist must travel 200 million years into the past to save her. But there are secrets waiting there. And more than her life is at stake.
From the worldwide bestselling author of Departure and Winter World comes a standalone novel with a twist you’ll never see coming.
Control the Past.
Save the Future.
One morning, Dr. Sam Anderson wakes up to discover that the woman he loves has been murdered.
For Sam, the horror is only beginning.
He and his daughter are accused of the crime.
The evidence is ironclad. They will be convicted.
And so, Sam does what he must: he confesses to the crime.
But in the future, murderers aren’t sent to prison.
They’re sent to the past.
Two hundred million years into the past—to the age of the dinosaurs—to live out their lives alone, in exile from the human race.
Sam accepts his fate.
But his daughter doesn’t.
Adeline Anderson has already lost her mother to a deadly and unfair disease. She can’t bear to lose her father.
She sets out on a quest to prove him innocent. And get him back. People around her insist that both are impossible tasks.
But Adeline doesn’t give up. She only works harder.
She soon learns that impossible tasks are her specialty. And that she is made of tougher stuff that she ever imagined.
As she peels back the layers of the mystery that ripped her father from this world, Adeline finds more questions than answers. Everyone around her is hiding a secret. But which ones are connected to the murder that exiled her father? That mystery stretches across the past, present, and future–and leads to a revelation that will change everything.
Excerpted from Lost in Time by A.G. Ridde. Copyright © 2022 by A.G. Riddle. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
On the anniversary of his wife’s death, Sam Anderson visited her grave.
It was a crisp spring morning in Nevada, with dew on the grass and fog rolling through the cemetery. In one hand, Sam carried a bouquet of flowers. In the other, he gripped his son’s hand. Ryan was eleven years old and strong-willed and introverted, like his mother. After her death, he had withdrawn, spending even more time alone, playing with LEGOs, reading, and generally avoiding life.
Counseling had yielded little help for Ryan. At home, Sam had searched for a way to get through to his only son, but he had to admit: he wasn’t half the parent his wife had been. Most days, he felt like he was simply reacting to his children, making it up as he went, working on a mystery without any clues.
He hoped the visit to Sarah’s grave this morning would be the start of turning that around.
Sam’s daughter, Adeline, gripped Ryan’s other hand. She was nineteen years old, and to all outward appearances seemed to have coped better with her mother’s passing. But Sam wondered if Adeline was just a better actor than Ryan or himself. He worried about that too, about her bottling it all up and carrying the burden of unaddressed grief.
Last night, he had seen a glimpse of her hidden rage. Adeline was still furious with him over the evening’s argument. So angry she wouldn’t even hold his hand or look at him. Hence, Ryan walking between them.
But she had agreed to be there that morning, and Sam was thankful for that.
They walked in silence through the cemetery much like they had floated through life since Sarah’s death: hand-in-hand, trying to find their way through it all.
Fog drifted in front of the headstones like a curtain being drawn and opened. Across the cemetery, sprinkler heads rose and began deploying water. The cemetery likely cost a fortune to irrigate out in the Nevada desert, but of all the problems Absolom City had, money wasn’t one.
At the edge of the grass, Sam thought he saw a figure watching them. He turned his head, and yes, there was a man there. He wore a dark uniform, though Sam couldn’t make it out from this distance. Fog floated in front of the man, and when Sam looked again, he was gone.
Ryan must have felt his father slow down.
“What is it, Dad?”
“Nothing,” he muttered, resuming their pace, tugging on his son’s hand.
Near Sarah’s grave, Sam spotted a man and a woman standing on the other side of the cemetery. They were also wearing dark uniforms. Sam’s first instinct was that they were here for a burial service. But they didn’t move deeper into the maze of graves. They stood there, staring at Sam and his family.
He set the flowers at the base of Sarah’s headstone and tried to put the figures out of his mind.
Mentally, he had rehearsed the lines he wanted to say a hundred times. And as he spoke the first words into that foggy April morning, they sounded just like that to him: rehearsed and passionless.
“I’d like to say something.”
Adeline’s gaze shifted away from him. Ryan stared at his shoes.
Sam decided right then to drop the speech and say the first thing that came to his mind. That thing was a memory. “I want to tell you what your mom said to me one of the last times I saw her.”
Adeline’s head turned quickly. Ryan looked up.
“She told me that it would make her very sad if she was what kept me from being happy after she was gone. I think she meant that for all of us. She was selfless like that—in life and even after.”
Adeline closed her eyes and raised her fingers to her eyelids. A warm wind blew across the three of them. A tear leaked from the edge of Adeline’s right eye and lingered there, soaking itself in mascara, and slowly began painting its way down her cheek as if an invisible hand was drawing warpaint on her face.
It was the first tear Sam had seen her shed in years. “The second thing she told me is something I think about a lot: time heals all wounds. But it won’t work if you don’t give time a chance. That was her point: we just have to accept that sometimes things are going to be hard for a while. If we’re strong enough—if we hold on long enough—things will get better. Every year, this hurt we feel is going to get a little better. I promise you.”
He reached out and pulled Ryan into a hug, and Adeline closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around Sam, and buried her face in his shoulder. He felt the warmth of her tears soaking through his shirt.
A buzzing overhead caught his attention. It was a drone. Not one, but three of them.
A computerized voice called through the fog.
“Dr. Samuel Anderson, please step away from the others.”
Sam glanced around the cemetery. What was happening here?
“Dr. Samuel Anderson, this is your second warning. Step away and put your hands on your head.”
“What?” Sam called out.
Adeline looked up. “Dad, what’s going on?”
The three drones were hovering above them now. The computerized voice called again.
“Adeline Anderson, step away and put your hands on your head.”
Sam realized the suited figures he had seen earlier were surrounding them now. There were seven in all, wearing Absolom City Police uniforms, standing with their hands on their belts within easy reach of the handcuffs and stun batons hanging there.
The drone called again.
“Dr. Samuel Anderson, this is your final warning. You have five seconds to separate yourself from the others and place your hands on your head.”
“Dad…” Adeline’s voice was ragged and panicked. “It’s okay,” he whispered as he turned and scanned the police officers, searching for the person in charge to address. “I’d like to talk to—”
The sharp pain in his neck was like a bee sting. He reached up and felt a circular piece of metal the size of a coin dug into his skin. He was trying to pry it loose when his vision blurred. His legs went weak, and he fell headfirst into the soft grass.
The last thing Sam saw before the darkness swallowed him was the engraved letters on his wife’s headstone.
About the Author
A.G. Riddle spent ten years starting internet companies before retiring to pursue his true passion: writing fiction.
His debut novel, The Atlantis Gene, is the first book in The Origin Mystery, the trilogy that has sold a million copies in the US, is being translated into 19 languages, and is in development at CBS Films to be a major motion picture. The trilogy will be in bookstores (in hardcover and paperback) around the world in 2015.
His recently released fourth novel, Departure, follows the survivors of a flight that takes off in 2014 and crash-lands in a changed world. The hardcover will be published by HarperCollins in the fall of 2015, and 20th Century Fox is developing the novel for a feature film.
Riddle grew up in a small town in the US (Boiling Springs, North Carolina) and graduated from UNC-Chapel Hill. During his sophomore year of college, he started his first company with a childhood friend. He currently lives in Florida with his wife, who endures his various idiosyncrasies in return for being the first to read his new novels.
No matter where he is, or what’s going on, he tries his best to set aside time every day to answer emails and messages from readers. You can reach him at: firstname.lastname@example.org
Lost in Time Giveaway
And now it’s time for the giveaway! With thanks to our friends at Kaye Publicity and Head of Zeus, we have a copy of Lost in Time up for grabs to one lucky winner. With apologies to our international readers, due to geographical restrictions, this giveaway is only available to addresses/residents in the US only.
As to how you can enter, this part’s super easy. All you have to do is fill out the form below with your name and email address. A winner will be randomly selected and notified by email once the giveaway entry period ends in one week. All information will only be used for the purposes of contacting the winner and sending them their prize.
So what are you waiting for? Enter now for your chance to win! Good luck!