“He’s on the move again,” Cole said after he got back into the car. He was referring to the moving dot on the dashboard display of the sedan. “Headed upstate, on the 29. Maybe he’s going to Charlotte.”
“Well, while you were inside interviewing medical staff, I got a text on my phone,” agent Fenneman announced. “It’s about Marvin Keene, JB’s supposed ‘uncle’. Well, it turns out they’re not related, no big surprise there… But here’s the interesting part. Marvin Keene has several Master’s degrees and a couple of Ph.Ds. Aerospace stuff…Astrophysics, Astronomy, Engineering… Seemed he worked for the government until about thirty years ago. But just exactly what he did and where he worked are redacted, according to this.”
“Anything else?” Cole asked.
“Funny you should ask. It also said some guys from Homeland are on their way down now to interview him.”
“They won’t get much, I’ll bet,” Cole said. “The charge nurse wasn’t very helpful when I asked about him… you know, it’s all that patient confidentiality shit… But one of the medical assistants was willing to gossip when I flashed him the badge. He told me Marvin’s got an inoperable brain tumor, one of the really bad kinds.”
“Hmm… So, I can’t help but wonder what he and JB were doing together in the first place. I can’t imagine a more unlikely pair,” Fenneman said as if she were thinking out loud.
“Seems like the only things they have in common are an FBI massacre and a meteor strike,” Cole replied sarcastically. “I just hope Tucker leads us to Trench and his cousin sooner rather than later. Otherwise this is going to be a very trying assignment.”
“True enough,” Fenneman replied too softly for the other to hear.
JB and Jansky were on the highway fifty miles ahead of the agent’s black sedan, on the way back to North Carolina. JB didn’t know exactly why, but he sensed that he should head towards the Southern Appalachian Mountains. Perhaps it was something his Sawbonites had planted in his consciousness, but that didn’t matter much to him. He had to start somewhere, and the Black Mountains seemed as good a place as any for him to begin his alien hunt. He only hoped he was pointed in the right direction… He was more than eager for some payback. “We’ll see how they like being on the receiving end for a change,” he said out loud. Jansky shot him another doleful look before he stuck his head out the open window and into the wind.
THANK YOU FOR reading Alien Road Kill-Realization, I hope you enjoyed it and are looking forward to more of JB’s adventures as he struggles to stay a step ahead of the aliens hunting him while trying to uncover their true intentions on Earth.
Book 4, Alien Road Kill-Blowback will be published in early 2018.
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Steve Zuckerman has had a long career as a music composer, orchestrator, and author. He began his musical career at nineteen, writing and creating the soundtracks for many “Sesame Street” animated shorts. He has also scored films ranging from the uber-campy “Spawn of the Slithis” to the super-sweet “Winnie the Pooh and a Day for Eeyore”. Additionally, he’s created literally hundreds of television commercials and has published numerous short stories and several novels. He and his wife make their home in California, and spend much of their time traveling and visiting family in Arizona and Alaska.
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