The theoretical fallout from interacting in your own time line was to string theory what the atom bomb to the peace process. Even contemplating changing a timeline, that could in effect cancel out it’s self ad infinitum, was deemed abhorrent in the Chronos team It was a bastardization of science and Iain would have received less of a reaction had he talked about the pros of bestiality.

Regardless, his mind was focussed and his path would be true. If anything was going to fall out of his pointless life then it would be retribution.
Like a waking storm presaging an attack, dragging its rolling form across a horizon, Iain’s malice cast dark shadows over his thoughts and across his body. His decision was the silent centre of the tempest of hate he’d choked on since he was fourteen.

Since he heard about the Chronos project he had pulled his darkness close to him, put his head down and in an act of defiance forced forward toward his final destination and the death of his father.