listening device on the women?” Gavin asked.
“All of them have been DNA tested. They’re completely human. We scanned then and x-rayed them while they were isolated. Nothing was found that could transmit information back to the aliens. A couple of the women have been gone for more than a year. One has given birth recently, but there was no baby returned and she has no memory of any of that.” Liz shook her head. “They may be distracting us from a coming attack. We could spin our wheels for weeks trying to help the abductees piece together their memories.”
“If it’s a distraction, what do we do?” Shannon asked.
“The best move is to relocate all alien and hybrid citizens to another location.” Hastings sat back. “Then we’ll be able to tell if the aliens can find them through some long distance scanner or if they’re just assuming because it’s Area 51 that we have them all here. Don’t worry, you’ll be perfectly safe.”
“No way,” Bonnie said.
“This is the best way to keep your men alive,” Hastings snapped.
“Like the aliens won’t just move on and keep searching the planet? They’ve abducted people from all over the Earth. If you go to the trouble to move them, it’ll just get the alien’s attention.” Bonnie shook her head.
“She’s right!” Shannon piped up. “We’re not going anywhere. If they want a fight, we’ll put up a fight right here. If they want to take away the hybrids or aliens, we’ll resist. I’ll do whatever I can.”
“We all will. How’s the drone issue?” Gavin asked.
Meg nodded. “We’re good. I think we’ve got it finally. We’ll do a couple more tests this afternoon to make sure there’s a consistent explosion, but we’ll be ready to go whenever we get another visit.”
Hastings inhaled deeply. “Outfit all the ships flying against the Keelons with at least one drone.”
“That’ll take a few hours. The engineers can add on the launchers. But the alien ship will need to open a hatch, not just send out a beam. They need to give us access to the inside of their ship or we’ll have to blast our way in,” Meg said.
“We can do it if we have to.” Samantha nodded. “We’ve got to make the move while we have the opportunity and the surprise of the weapon. If we don’t get access, we won’t deploy the weapon. But after last time, they’ll be expecting more of a fight so it might be a challenge.”
“You need bait,” Shannon said.
“No!” Gavin and the guys exclaimed.
“Hell no!” Hastings said.
“Ditto!” Bonnie agreed.
“You need something they want. Either they want a hybrid or they don’t. It might not even work. They could’ve yanked me up to their ship yesterday, but they didn’t. If they want hybrids, maybe it’ll keep them from blasting our ships out of the sky?” Shannon suggested.
“It’s too dangerous,” Hastings said.
“What if we just use some tissue samples?” Liz asked.
“Put hybrid DNA samples on the fighters? Interesting.” Meg nodded. “Depending on how sensitive and thorough their scans are, it might fool the Keelons into thinking our fighter pilots are all hybrids.”
“I can live with that,” Hastings said.
“A little bit of dead skin? A cheek swab? Really? You don’t think they’ll see through it?” Shannon shook her head.
Samantha sat forward. “In the heat of a battle, no one will test too long or in detail. If that’s what they’re looking for and they get a hit, odds are they’ll act. What their action will be, we can’t be sure. Their technology is superior, no doubt about it, so they’ll be far more confident.”
Shannon frowned. “Well, you can have all of the DNA you want. But I’d rather help in a real way. I hope the aliens fall for dead skin cells.”
“You will help us. Everyone plays their part.” Gavin put a hand on her shoulder. She didn’t relax at all, and he wondered if Shannon could handle the fact that people might die in the battle.
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