Back Roadkill
Chapters (48)
  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Page
  3. Table of Contents
  4. Chapter One: Fender Bender
  5. Chapter Two: Bigfoot Burrito
  6. Chapter Three: Treasure Hunt
  7. Chapter Four: Open Sesame
  8. Chapter Five: Central Intelligence
  9. Chapter Six: First Flight
  10. Chapter Seven: Park It
  11. Chapter Eight: Next Steps
  12. Chapter Nine: Search Strategies
  13. Chapter Ten: Overflight
  14. Chapter Eleven: Barn Doors
  15. Chapter Twelve: Saturn Fly-By
  16. Chapter Thirteen: Getting a Clue
  17. Chapter Fourteen: Hacked
  18. Chapter Fifteen: The Spy Game
  19. Chapter Sixteen: Investigations
  20. Chapter Seventeen: Break-In
  21. Chapter Eighteen: Battening Down
  22. Chapter Nineteen: Shoring Up Defenses
  23. Chapter Twenty: Third Time’s the Charm
  24. Chapter Twenty-One: Proxy
  25. Chapter Twenty-Two: Rescue
  26. Chapter Twenty-Three: Chase
  27. Chapter Twenty-Four: Spies R Us
  28. Chapter Twenty-Five: Surveillance
  29. Chapter Twenty-Six: Making Plans
  30. Chapter Twenty-Seven: Going In
  31. Chapter Twenty-Eight: Infiltration
  32. Chapter Twenty-Nine: Accidental Captive
  33. Chapter Thirty: Interrogation
  34. Chapter Thirty-One: Reaction
  35. Chapter Thirty-Two: Kidnappings
  36. Chapter Thirty-Three: Reviewing Options
  37. Chapter Thirty-Four: Public Debut
  38. Chapter Thirty-Five: Distractions
  39. Chapter Thirty-Six: The Big Reveal
  40. Chapter Thirty-Seven: Regrouping
  41. Chapter Thirty-Eight: Waiting for Results
  42. Chapter Thirty-Nine: It Hits the Fan
  43. Chapter Forty: Disassembly
  44. Chapter Forty-One: Wrapping It Up
  45. Chapter Forty-Two: Negotiations
  46. Chapter Forty-Three: Coda
  47. About the Author
  48. About the Publisher

“Aggam thinks the Loranna will be grounded for ten thousand years. Standard years, which are a little longer than Earth years.”

I chuckled. “Grounded? Like when I stayed out too late as a kid?”

“Yes, exactly like that.” Nat grinned back. “The Loranna—all Loranna, except for diplomatic staff—will be restricted to their home planet for the duration. Any ships that try to leave will be shot down. Any Loranna caught off-planet will be treated like escaped convicts.”

“Mm. Harsh.”

“Mm-hmm. The idea is to ensure that those involved in these plots will be dead before the Loranna can rejoin polite society.” Nat blinked and hesitated. “I asked about life expectancies, given the expected duration of the sentence. Aggam replied that it wasn’t a subject for discussion with precontact species.”

“Huh.” I stared off into space for a few moments, then refocused on her. “Not the kind of response you’d get unless there was a bombshell coming. I hope humanity eventually qualifies.”

“Oh, and the Loranna will be required to pay compensation to the victim species. Which will include Earth, since they’ve managed to do a lot of damage while they’ve been here. No idea what kind of numbers we’re talking about. Or even how it would translate into our economy. But it gives us a sort of starting point to get into the game.”

Patrick entered and walked straight to the coffee maker. He popped a pod into the single-cup side of the appliance and pressed the button. While the device whirred and gurgled, he turned to me and Nat. “I never, ever want to go through that again.”

Nat grinned. “They are thorough, aren’t they?”

Patrick grunted. “Hopefully we’re near the tail end of this adventure. I need to have a life again. My life. And maybe without the alien interference, it’ll turn out to be a better future overall.”

“Interesting thing … ” Nat mused.

“Uh-huh?”

“Aggam mentioned that in order to pull off their coup, the Loranna only needed to control, or at least influence, about fifteen hundred people. Worldwide. That’s how many people actually have realistic control over our planet.”

“Not really a surprise,” I replied. “Wasn’t there some kind of CIA exposé a few years ago about this? They claimed that they did scenarios from time to time in the department. Usually in order to bring about some sweeping change in national or global politics, they figured they’d have to neutralize anywhere from a few dozen to maybe a hundred people.”

“Neutralize,” Patrick said, while making air quotes.

“It’s a pyramid,” Nat said. “A very small number of people at the top have most of the influence over the things that affect the rest of humanity.”

“So conspiracy theories about cabals running the world are right?” I asked.