Foreign Bodies

Mike Galloway is a regular sort of guy, for San Francisco, 2014. He's got a job, and has a WIN card, so the authorities know he's a real citizen. He also has ICE-real money. Most aren't so lucky. Like Swiftie, the stripper who's been sleeping on the open-air balcony of Galloway's apartment for a few months.
Swiftie looks like just one more of the countless street people who are the largest part of the world population, but she's a lot more than that ... something Galloway wishes he'd known before she - or whoever was in her body - took over his body, kicking his consciousness into hers.
Galloway had led a pretty quiet life until then, but now he's on the streets, desperate to survive, and somehow in the middle of a battle that nobody from this time even knows is going on. A battle fought by people from the future, who will do anything to make sure the world turns out the way they want it to. Including murder. Galloway's no angel, but he's not a murderer, either.
Now he's just one more person in someone else's body, trying to stay alive, figure out what's going on, and avoid becoming a victim of an attack by a ruthless band of white supremacist thugs who somehow know precisely when events like earthquakes will happen.