A single father and junior doctor working and living in London, Theo becomes embroiled in a complicated web of time-travel and intrigue.
Theo's countenance is pleasant; his dark skin and Indo-African features a product of his Caribbean heritage. Liquid brown almond-shaped eyes are framed by thick, straight black brows and, though the expression in them is kind, true feeling is often disguised and guarded. His face is even and handsome, with mocha-coloured skin, a wide flattened nose, high cheek-bones and full, delicate-pink lips. His height and build are unremarkable and he moves with a quiet and unassuming grace.
Until he was thirty, life had been good to Theo. Island life it was not, but growing up in Dalston in north-east London in an extended Antiguan family was full of colour, food and company, whether it was wanted or unwanted. Just as his large dark almond-shaped eyes and polite shyness attracted the cheek-pinches and coos of his aunties as a child, they attracted the attentions of women his own age as an adult. By twenty-seven, he was married, secure in his job as a junior doctor at Charing Cross Hospital and giddy with the prospect of his future. By thirty-one, he was a widower and the single parent of three year-old Nathan.