Free Unsettled Graves: A Crossroads of Kings Mill Novel (The Crossroads of Kings Mill Book 3) by Loni Lynne

her energy patterns create further havoc?”
    “I don’t think so. But I’m not going to say yes or no. What I’m curious about is what is happening in his world at this moment,” Vickie added.
    “What’s happening?” Camden spoke up. “If he was scouting for General Kershaw, they are in the middle of one of the bloodiest battles of the Civil War at this time.”
    “Approximately what time were you there at the site?” Virginia asked.
    “I don’t know, about three-thirty or so, I guess.”
    “Wait, I can tell you. I had just sent a text to my mom…” Camden looked at his phone. “I sent her the message at three-thirty-four and came to look for you right after.”
    “So, three-thirty-five?” Vickie looked to Jared. “Do you know what time it was in your world?”
    “The commander gave me the order to go scout about three-twenty, so by the time I walked to the spot from across the trail where we were mustered…that might be the same time.”
    “And according to reports, the Confederate troops took to the Peach Orchard about four o’clock the second day,” April added for historical reference.
    Jared nodded to her. “General Longstreet gave orders for General Kershaw to lead us up around the south flank of the Yanks to close them up towards town.”
    “We might have a time portal crossover.” Vickie exhaled sharply, looking to the other women for possible answers.
    “I suggest we find out all the history we can on Mr. Evansworth and where he ended up after the Battle of Gettysburg,” April suggested. “It might help us to figure out what we can do to get him back where he needs to be.”
    “Are you saying we are going to send him back in time? Is that even possible?” Camden asked incredulously.
    “Of course, Mr. Phillips.” Vickie smiled, delighted that he’d caught on. “Anything is possible in Kings Mill with us Wilton Women!”

Chapter Seven
    “I’m sorry I got you into this,” Tonya said as she drove Camden back to his apartment.
    With his stomach gurgling, Camden realized neither one of them had eaten since their lunch at the Springhouse Tavern. At nearly nine o’clock, he wasn’t sure if anything around his place would be open. The day had been exhausting. He was glad Vickie had insisted Jared settled in at her place until they could figure out what to do with him in the meantime.
    “This situation is not your fault. It happens.” Camden shrugged.
    Wow. Not quite as simple as that. How many people brought someone back from the past? Kind of a big thing. He wasn’t sure exactly how he should react.
    She snorted. “Really? No, it doesn’t happen, at least not to most people.”
    “So this happens frequently to you? Must be interesting,” he said as she pulled into the development complex. “Hungry for some Chinese?”
    “I’m not sure if I’m hungry for anything.”
    “Stop feeling sorry for yourself and eat. Besides, if you eat Chinese, you’ll be hungry again in two hours. Head on over to Chu Yu’s.”
    The small, sit-down bistro was a bit fancy for take-out. The black lacquered tables, little pagoda style lanterns, and soft, Oriental music drifting in the background added an air of sophistication and elegance much too proper for their bedraggled appearance. But Camden didn’t care. He was hungry and this was the best place he could think of at the moment.
    Ushered to a quiet corner booth, there really weren’t that many customers at this time of night. Other than a couple on the far side of the restaurant separated by a Chinese folding screen and bamboo plants, it might as well have been just them.
    Camden ordered hot tea for the two of them and water while they looked over the menu. “You want to split an order of Kung Pao Chicken? I’ve had their dinner orders and they are quite large.”
    Tonya shrugged. “Sure. Like I said, I’m not really that hungry.”
                  They ordered and Tonya sat morosely, playing with her