In a future where mankind’s civilization is collapsing in every corner of the solar system,
ex-criminal James Griffin-Mars is one of the Chronmen who mines the past—from a space-opera
22nd century to a Big Brother autocracy to Nazi Germany—for whatever scrap might rescue
humanity.
Then he pulled out the recently engraved Time Law Charter and lingered on it, his fingers
brushing the inscriptions. He had found what he was looking for.