Lost Sols 1: Ancient Treasure by James Bisceglia Page B

quickly tackled with his head hitting the concrete floor with a thud. He woke up a short time later bound and gagged in the back of what looked like an old moving truck without any windows. He was still traveling to an unknown destination. He had been kept alive for a reason. Someone wanted something from him. When he finally met the person who had arranged his abduction he would negotiate his way out and then have everyone involved killed.
    The story Monique told was tantalizing, but it could have all been made up. Evidence would be needed to save her. "Do you believe her story?" Vincent asked Dominic. "No, I don't believe it one bit. As long as we keep an eye on her and don't let her near any communication devices there is no harm in waiting. Are you going to contact Enzo?" Dominic asked. "You bet your ass. I hope it’s not too late." Vincent said.
    Vincent needed to contact Enzo as quickly as possible. Hopefully Agen t Carson was still alive. The Captain granted him access to a secure communications console. The ship had traveled well beyond the orbit of the moon. There would be a brief communications delay of about nine seconds. Enzo appeared on his monitor, and he told him the story. "Is Agent Carson still alive? If so, can you get the information from him?" he asked and waited impatiently for the delay. "I expect Agent Carson to arrive anytime. It will be a few days at most. If he has access to the data I will get it. It’s hazardous to keep Agent Murphy alive. Use extreme caution and don't let her out of your sight. As soon as I have information from Agent Carson I'll let you know. It should be soon. If you can get anymore useful information from Monique, be sure to let me know. Remember Vincenzo, never underestimate your enemy. It can be lethal.” Enzo said.
    Vincent found Dalton and shared the unbelievable story from Monique. "If it's true it would be confirmation of Maria's work. It's a frightening prospect the human race could have been exterminated. The Roswell crash was in early July of 1947. The Goat Rocks sighting was on June twenty forth of the same year. The events were only two weeks apart. That's incredible. There's no way it can be a coincidence. Something obviously was happening in the area of Earth. The artifacts and treasure must have been moved right before the battle in the event Earth was invaded and overtaken. I hope her story is true, it would really be amazing to see the video footage. Maybe we can figure out what really happened in 1947." Dalton said.
    Enzo called his resident technical wizard. “I’m going to need a security notebook with a scrambling device. The notebook will need to be able to perform fingerprint and retina scans. It will also need to be untraceable in every way. Will this be a problem?” he asked. The techno wizard said it would not be a problem and was relatively simple. It paid to hire the very best. “You will need to be present and it might be unpleasant. Be prepared and concentrate on the task at hand.” Enzo said.
    After three days of driving, Martino was tired as he backed into an old barn in upstate New York. Today was payday and he would be done with this annoying little man. Enzo was waiting for him as he drove inside the windowless barn. He turned off the engine and Enzo closed the barn door behind him.
    T he back door opened when the truck came to a stop. The first thing Benjamin saw was Enzo Moretti standing before him with a gun. Suddenly everything fell into place. Somehow he had found out the truth about Maria. “Hello Agent Carson, welcome to New York. Did our friend here treat you well?” Enzo asked as Martino hauled him out of the van and tossed him onto the dirty barn floor. He landed hard adding more bruises to his battered body.
    The duct tape was removed from his mouth, and he was pro mptly punched in the nose. Blood began to run down his face. “Did you believe you could kill my sister and get away with it?” Enzo asked. “I don’t know