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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

“I do not know it, Natalie. But so far, Alaric’s suspicions are turning out to be right. Assuming he is correct in most aspects, then one can infer certain likely facts by examining history. In the case of you humans, there were many in occupied countries who cooperated willingly with Nazi Germany, Fascist Italy, and Imperial Japan during World War II. There are similar examples in Gen history, Ka’alag history, Nir-k-hi history, and so on.”

“So even with the cloaking detector, we might detect nothing at all?” Patrick asked. “And other than knowing that there are ships in that field that are probably Lorannic, we might still have squat?”

Nat nodded. “I guess I’m just going to have to play spy at work this week.”

Chapter Sixteen: Investigations

Chapter Sixteen: Investigations

Day 11. Monday

“You’ll need to pick up the truck this morning,” Dad said at the breakfast table.

I stopped with fork halfway to mouth. “It’s ready?”

“That’s what Duke says. He’ll bill us. You could go get it when he opens. If you can get a ride to Duke’s with Patrick, I can head to the store early.”

“I’ll give him a call.” I pulled out my phone and rattled off a text. The reply came back within a minute: No prob. See you in a bit.

“Done,” I said to my father. “Oh, and if it’s okay with you, Patrick was going to pick me up for lunch today. So I’ll need to take an extended break.”

He waved a hand in casual agreement. “You’re back on deliveries this afternoon. Up to you if you’re done early or late. By the way, how’s your top-secret project going? I’m not fishing for details, just wondering if it still looks promising.”

“Making progress, Dad. No dead ends in sight yet. Oh, and I’ve received a couple of application packages for alternative engineering colleges. At least so far, my name hasn’t triggered an instant rejection.” I gave Dad a weak smile and received a tired sigh in reply. I looked at my watch. “Patrick will be here in two minutes. I’d better get ready. See you at the store.”

I headed up to my room and grabbed my stuff. I glanced at my backpack, which had all the gadgets except the cloaking detector, which was in Nat’s possession. Leaving the backpack lying around in my room gave me an uneasy feeling. And I wasn’t going to leave it in the barn after the incident with the video, although I admitted to myself that I might be overreacting a little.

Feeling slightly foolish, I took the gadgets out of the pack and jammed them into the crack behind the seat cushion of my old La-Z-Boy recliner.