Lost Sols 1: Ancient Treasure by James Bisceglia Page A

reason not to turn us in when we get back to Earth. It’s your duty as an agent." he replied. Her only chance now was to play the only card she had left. "I have information which would help your research. I'll get you proof of this information in exchange for my life." she said.
    He was sure she was bluffing. This was an attempt to delay execution. "I really doubt you have any information which could be helpful to me. It's more likely you are trying to avoid the inevitable. What is this information and how can you prove it?" he asked. "First I need to have your word that we have a deal." she replied. "No, I won't give you that word. The best I can do is to take the information into consideration. It would need to be quite valuable in order to save you. That's the best and only offer I will give you." he said.
    Figuring she didn't have any other options Monique revealed what she knew. "Due to my involvement in the Ark Pyramid project I was given access to classified information. In July of 1947 our government recovered a data recorder from the crash in Roswell, New Mexico. We didn't have the technology to unlock the data until a few months ago. The data was a video feed from the craft of the alien who was flying the ship when it crashed. There are over eight hours of footage. The display console of the alien craft is visible. There were hieroglyphs displayed on the console as well as navigation data. The ship we recovered the data from was part of an armada. After the video was analyzed it looks as if the armada was defending Earth against an invading force. The ship recovered in Roswell was damaged during the defense of Earth and crashed landed. I can get a copy of the data file." she said. “How can you get a copy of the data file?” Vincent asked. “If you let me contact a friend at the agency, he will send it to me.” she said. “Not a chance. You won’t be contacting anyone outside of this ship.” he said.
    "Don't listen to her. The longer she’s kept alive the more danger we’ll be in." Dominic said. Vincent ignored Dominic for the moment. "Who has access to this data?" he asked. "I have a friend in the agency who might help me if he knows I'm in trouble. He might be able to get it. It is astounding. I was part of the team which analyzed the data. I'm sure there is information which would be helpful to you." she said. “Does the director have access to this data?” Vincent asked. “Of course. Only a handful of people even know it exists.” she said.
    Vincent took into consideration everything she had said. "You've bought yourself a reprieve for the moment. I have my own resources. If your story is true and I'm able to get access to the data, we might be able to come to an arrangement." He knew Agent Carson would have access to the information, if he was still alive. He would have to try and get word to Enzo quickly.
    If it were possible, he would have screamed. Agent Carson looked out the gap in the grizzly bear and could make out a gas station through the window of the canopy on the truck. Suddenly his abductor and two other men appeared in the window. They were looking right at him. He could hear them talking about the bear and what a trophy it was. His abductor was bragging about his grizzly kill with the locals. It stunk and he was cold, it was unbearable. In retrospect he wished his abductor would have killed him. He would have the man killed when he got out of this situation. Nobody treated a CIA agent like this and got away with it.
    An hour later the truck pulled into a small warehouse. The agent was removed from the bear, his restraints were released, and he was allowed to use the bathroom and get some water. He was still naked and under gunpoint the entire time. "Whatever you're being paid, I'll triple it. I can give you whatever you want." he pleaded. "You can't give me anything I don't already have or need. Take this pill, we still have a long way to go." Agent Carson tried to run and was