The UFO Conspiracy Trilogy by David Bischoff

Author:David Bischoff [Bischoff, David]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Event Horizon EBooks
Published: 2015-03-05T06:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

“Hello?”

“Ed?”

“Hey, Ev. Great. Right on time. How’s it going out there in the cold?”

“I’m still alive.”

“You sound good, Ev. You sound real good.”

“And you sound like you’ve got something for me.”

“Not a whole lot, but it’s something for you to work on, I guess. But you’re sure you don’t want to meet somewhere? No, maybe you’re right ... maybe that’s not such a good idea for right now.”

“ What do you mean?”

“Part and parcel of what I’ve got for you, Mr. Scarborough. I’ll start with the bad news. Unfortunately, I have absolutely no indication that the CIA, or any agency remotely connected with the CIA, from the Contras to the Afghan Freedom Fighters, have kidnapped your daughter or anyone else associated with you.”

“Okay. What else?”

“What else ... right. This Editors and Publishers business. Nothing official here, Ev, but I’ve done a little digging with other friends a couple of bumps up from me, and apparently Editors and Publishers is some sort of loose jargon involving the super-grades’ relationship to big moneymen.”

“Moneymen? I don’t get you?”

“Oh, you know—the people who are really supposed to be running this country. The billionaires, the old boy networks. There’s a real tie between old money and the CIA, pal—look at Georgie Bush! I think that’s what those terms refer to.”

“What’s that got to do with the government UFO cover-up?”

“Say, I’ve only had a day, and I had some debriefing to do from my trip. Give me a break.”

“Sorry, Ed. What else did you come up with?”

“This is where I hit some pay dirt. I did a little research on your Doctor Julia Cunningham. She indeed works for us. Neuro-chemical control research. Real science-fiction stuff. If she’d worked for the Company back in the late fifties, early sixties, she’d have been the one passing out the hits of acid. Get my drift?”

“Yes. Yes, I do.”

“I still don’t see the UFO connection, but she’s definitely a consultant.”

“You mean she’s not full-time?”

“No. Apparently she’s got some other kind of research and experimental interests with some universities, some connections with the NIH and the NIMH.”

“Yes. That’s where I met her. The National Institute of Health. Hurry up, Ed. I don’t want to stay on much longer. I know this is a clean line, but allow me my paranoia.”

“I understand. According to records, Dr. Cunningham is on assignment now at a government research base in New Mexico. Actually, it’s on Kirtland Air Force Base. Heavy-duty psycho-control research rep, dating back from the forties. And the CIA has been using it ever since Truman whacked our little fanny.”

“Thanks, Ed. Can you be at the phone this time tomorrow night?”

“You bet. You know, that offer of man-to-man help still stands. I got some nice leave time coming up.”

“Thanks, Ed. I may have to take you up on it. Bye.”

Scarborough hung the pay-phone up. He picked the change out of the box and started feeding the thing again, along with more quarters from the stack he’d gotten at the bank in Fredrick, Maryland, today.

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