Misplaced Trilogy by Brian Bennett

Author:Brian Bennett [Bennett, Brian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Vireo Publications
Published: 2017-10-17T23:00:00+00:00

Bugged

AGENT SIMMONS DIRECTED Trey to the small table to resume the interview. Trey turned without pulling out the chair. “Do we really need to do this?”

The agent furrowed his brow. “Excuse me?”

“I think we’ve told you enough already,” said Trey, losing patience. “You either believe me or you don’t. So, what exactly do you want from me?”

Simmons stared Trey down, cogs grinding in his discriminative mind. Finally, his tight jaw relaxed. “All right. I’ll shoot straight with you, kid.”

Trey didn’t budge, reserving judgment for what would follow.

“I believe the agency has been infiltrated,” said Simmons. “And from what I’ve learned, I think I know by whom.”

Trey narrowed his eyes, daring the agent to accuse him or Livy. Even Dylan was beyond his own belief.

“No one from your generation,” Simmons reassured. “You don’t have the age or experience.”

Simultaneously relieved and offended, Trey’s hyper-reactive nerves flirted with throwing on a full-blown projection of a wrinkled old man convincing enough to fool anyone. Anyone but a camera!

Trey gestured to the man’s jacket pocket. “Haven’t you used your little camera trick to flush them out?”

Simmons nodded. “You bet we have. That’s why I’m thinking plastic surgery.” He worked his hands in thin air, eyeing Trey’s face like molded clay. “A little nip here . . . lower the cheek bones there . . . you get the idea.”

Trey glossed over the discomfort of being visually sculpted and formed a rough picture in his own mind. “Then you’re most hideous agent must be your man.”

“Or woman,” Simmons corrected. “But here’s the rub. Only five people are privy to the events transpiring in the last twenty-four hours, yet our alien visitors have kept in step with our every move.”

“And let me guess,” Trey interjected. “They’re all nice-looking humans.”

Simmons shrugged. “Eh, nice-looking? Not so much. But I’d be hard-pressed to find anything out of the ordinary about any of their looks.”

“And you think I can?”

“Not you, per say. Your blood.”

Here we go, thought Trey. The poking and prodding was about to begin. “And when the blood test proves inconclusive, you’ll cut me open and see what’s inside. No thanks!”

Simmons seemed mortified. “No! God no. Just a blood sample.”

The agent shook his head, dejected. “I thought you’d be the easy sample to get.”

Trey questioned him with a look.

“I can’t just blood sample other agents based on a theory I have,” said Simmons. “It’s unsubstantiated! And even if I knew for sure, it defeats the purpose to ask the others for their blood so I can verify whether they’re undercover alien spies.”

Trey had no idea what might be uncovered in his blood, but he felt certain there was a less dehumanizing way to find their spy. His brain tossed him a bone. “Unless it’s not a person. Your offices may be bugged.”

The agent offered the most condescending gaze yet. “You’re talking about five high-ranking officials in the FBI. Don’t you think we know how to sweep an office?”

Trey rolled his huge blue eyes, reminding himself it was just as ludicrous to conceal such oversized peepers with a little cosmetic surgery.

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