And the story goes.

Back in England

As linc went back through the portal, he saw that his Father and the
teams were gathered around a portable table talking and looking at
some maps.
Linc talked to the time masters and filled them in on what went on in Pangea.

Linc looked around him, and saw the teams and his Father didn't seem
to see him and the time Masters. Until now he hadn't given any
thought as to how the time Masters were able to travel back and forth
in time. It finally dawned on him that they were doing this in the
fourth dimension. If so, how did they lose the power to do it ? Now
he could see how Bernard was able to pass thru the portal and get
things and be able to return, because he was going back in time, and
coming out of the portal in the same time he left. Linc could now
understand why he could see the time Masters and the others couldn't.
Now he could reason how he could be back in time for a long time and
gone from the present time, only minutes. He wanted to question them
about it but no time to now. They said something about the teams
going to Egypt, since some new burial vaults had been found. Said
Linc could access some portals there in Egypt while he was there. The
time master said he would keep in touch with him where ever he went.

His Father called to him, and explained how the team was going to go
to Egypt and join a different team to open and explore some new tombs.
They were in a place called, Saggara. A town south of Cairo. One
tomb was for a fifth dynasty noble.
Saggara was crowded when they got there. Good thing the Egyptian
team had foreseen this and had got them fairly good accommodations.
The news had spread like wildfire and there were teams from all over
the world, wanting to be in on the big opening to the public. The team
would be heading out into the countryside early the next morning so
while his Father met with some of the other teams, Linc went out into
the streets to have a look around. He browsed an old antique shop.
In it he found an old paint kit. Was like nothing he had ever seen
before. Still quite messy with old paint, but for some reason he was
drawn to it, and went up to purchase it. He asked the store keeper if
he knew anything about it. The only thing he could tell Linc, was
that he bought it off an old man who said he found it out in the
desert a long time ago, and it had been sitting around in the shop for
years. Linc paid the guy then left the shop. On the way back to the
hotel, he sat down on a bench and looked at the paint kit in the
brighter light here outside. On the side of it, in very faint
letters, he could read Ruben J. Hanks. "Well I'll be damned" he
exclaimed. This is hard to believe Linc thought. Of all places to
find something that had once belonged to a Hanks. Back at the hotel,
he talked with an antiquities expert on the Egyptian team. Asked if
he had ever heard of Ruben Hanks, and the man said, funny you should
ask that, because he had just recently heard that he was captured by
pirates and sold as a slave to an Egyptian tomb maker back in the 25th
century BEC, because he was an artist. It was said he became a tomb
painter. It would have been strange for a non native Egyptian to do
this, if so he must have been very good at the task.