Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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past. Joe didn't know how they'd done it, and he didn't care. Joe was a Joe Prantera Brett-James on the second day that Joe said, "How about Mexico? Could I make the get to Mexico?" Joe Prantera said impatiently, "The Joe eyed him in scorn. "Oh, you Brett-James grimaced in amusement. "Mr. Prantera, this will probably be difficult for you to comprehend, Joe gaped at him. "No police! Joe stared. "No cops, no jails. What wrong, too. For the first time, Joe Joe had given up. Now he merely stared. Brett-James said reasonably, "We Joe Prantera looked at the other On the fourth day, Joe said, "O.K., be of assistance." Joe couldn't figure out how he stood. For one thing, there should want knocked off?" Reston-Farrell and Brett-James were both present. The three of them sat in the living room of the latter's beverage of the day. For Joe's taste Reston-Farrell. If I am not mistaken, you are Joseph Salviati-Prantera." Salviati happened to be Joe's mother's "Well, that's handy, eh?" Joe Joe had been born in Naples and his to him." Joe Prantera wound it up Joe gingerly tried swinging his feet to the floor and sitting up, while Brett-James said, "Why not just go dispose of him?" to Temple-Tracy's apartment and, ah, reasonably. "You gotta have a finger." the other stood watching him, strangely. clothes for you in the closet there." much the same manner as the room's door had opened for Reston-Farrell. Joe Prantera scowled and said, Joe was indignant. "Just like that, eh?" he said sarcastically. "Then what happens? How do I get out of the Joe gave him a long, chill look couldn't figure the other. Unless he And for a moment again, Joe Prantera Joe Prantera stared at him, said finally, failure, were now far away. Reston-Farrell had approached the door by which he had entered and it reopened for him. He went through it without looking back. There was nothing else to do. Joe dressed, then followed him. In the adjoining room was a circular table that would have accommodated had evidently been a long wait. Reston-Farrell, the one Joe had already A chillness was in the belly of Joe met, was tall and drawn of face and with a chainsmoker's nervousness. at ease. They were both, Joe estimated, The other was heavier and more Reston-Farrell said, "May I present Joe said coldly, "And what happens Warren, this is our guest from ... from yesteryear, Mr. Joseph Salviati-Prantera." Brett-James said gently, "The moment after you have accomplished your mission, we plan to turn ourselves Brett-James nodded to him, friendly, so far as Joe could see. He said gently, "I think it would be Mr. Joseph my colleague, Citizen Warren Brett-James? Joe took an empty chair, hardly Joe said, "I think maybe I'll take that there drink, Doc." Reston-Farrell said, "Of course," and then something else Joe didn't get. Whatever the something else elevated. It contained possibly three ounces of golden fluid. Joe didn't allow himself to think of its means of delivery. He took up the drink and bolted it. He put the "To Nuevo Los Angeles and to the year—" Brett-James looked at his "2133," Reston-Farrell said. "2133 A.D. they would say." Joe Prantera looked from one of Brett-James said gently. "Without us, what will you do? Mr. Prantera, year 2133." realized the impossibility. Joe demanded, aghast. Dr. Reston-Farrell controlled the car. Joe Prantera sat in the seat next Joe Prantera had never been exposed in the back. Joe had, tucked in his belt, a .45 caliber automatic, once displayed to him and Warren Brett-James sat had been solved. you are now one hundred and seventy-three years after the last memory you have." Joe Prantera's mind suddenly reverted to those last memories and his Besides, already Joe was beginning Joe stared at him, and then at the Joe said, "You guys know the kind Joe was coolly efficient now. He Joe Prantera came abruptly to his feet. "I'm gettin' outta here." For the second time, Reston-Farrell pulled out the automatic, held it down below his knees and threw a Joe glared at him. Then sat down again, as abruptly as he'd arisen. "Let's start all over again. I got this He said, "O.K. See you guys later." He left them and entered the building. to their speed in this era—whooshed him to the penthouse duplex occupied An elevator—he still wasn't used There were two persons in the reception room but they left on Joe's arrival, without bothering to look at by Citizen Howard Temple-Tracy. seated at a desk. He looked into Joe Joe Prantera's mind whirled its confusion. Joe said, "Joseph Salviati-Prantera Joe nodded. "Enter," the other said. A door had slid open on the other side of the room. Joe walked through remember that at the point when we ... transported in the room. Joe Prantera ignored it Joe looked at him for a long, long They had him pegged all right. Joe Joe said softly, "You know what "Well, then do it yourself." Joe Tony and the others, for his favorite you you got some bad enemies, Chief. Two guys special, named Brett-James and Doc Reston-Farrell. I think one of the first jobs I'm gunna hafta do Joe snapped: "Everything you guys say sounds crazy. Let's start all over again." Brett-James said, "Let me do it, Lawrence." He turned his eyes to Joe. "Mr. Prantera, in your own era, did Joe looked at him blankly. awoke to the fact that he had achieved "O.K., O.K.," Joe Prantera growled. Brett-James took up the ball again. "Mr. Prantera, have you ever heard of Joe growled. "I ain't stupid." Joe snorted. "So you got a guy what's "You know, that is one aspect we had not considered." Brett-James said to Joe Prantera, "Had we not, ah, taken you at the time we did, do you realize what "Sure," Joe grunted. "I woulda let old Al Rossi have it right in the guts, five times. Then I woulda took the plane back to Chi." Brett-James was shaking his head. "No. You see, by coincidence, a police squad car was coming down the Joe winced. It didn't occur to him belt and beneath the jacketlike garment he wore. Brett-James was shaking his head again. "I am afraid there is no return, Mr. Prantera. Time travel works but Joe Prantera had been rocking Joe Prantera on a job was thorough. He spent the first three days of his life in the year 2133 getting the feel of things. Brett-James and Reston-Farrell had been appointed to work with him. Joe didn't meet any of the involved, the better. He stayed in the apartment of Reston-Farrell. Joe had been right, Reston-Farrell was a medical doctor. Brett-James evidently had something to do with the process that had enabled them to bring Joe from the

<question>:
How did Joe get to 2133?

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A He was cryogenically frozen in 1960 and awakened in 2133.
B He was transported through time from 1960 to 2133 by Brett-James and Reston-Farrell.
C Joe fell through a crack in time, which put him in 2133.
D Brett-James and Reston-Farrell used a vortex manipulator to transport Joe to 2133.

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B