Tinker's War (The Tinkerer's Daughter book 2)
“The door was open, and he was sitting quietly with a half dozen others, gathered around a table. They had no candles or lanterns. They spoke quietly in the soft light that drifted in through the window from the street. When I appeared in the doorway, Tinker glanced at me and then did a double-take. “Breeze!” he called out, jumping up. I rushed across the room and threw my arms around him. Words can’t describe how relieved I was to find him alive and well. He pulled away to look down at me, and I craned my neck up at him. “I was worried about you,” I said. “You’re lucky you didn’t get killed.” He smiled. “They had no reason to harm me,” he said, gently stroking my hair. “I’m just a harmless old man.” I laughed at that, and I heard subdued laughter coming from the others in the room. No one who actually knew Tinker would consider him harmless by any stretch. The man had not only invented the powder charges commonly used in rifles and cannons, but had also invented the airplane, and the ...spring engines we used to power them.MoreLess
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