The aliens looked down at the oceans, once pristine and blue, now black with oil and brown with scum. The coral of the Great Barrier Reef was turning bleach-white and fish were dying by the billions. The Amazon rain forest was a huge, barren crater, where the trees had been stripped. The instruments on the spaceship indicated that the earth’s temperature had risen since their last exploration three years earlier. They could see wars being waged on the planet below, spewing new poisons into the atmosphere.
The aliens communicated by mental telepathy.
Nothing has changed with the Earthlings.
It is a pity. They have learned nothing.
We will teach them.
Have you tried to reach the others?
Yes. Something is wrong. There is no reply.
You must keep trying. We must find the ship.
On earth, thousands of feet below the spaceship’s orbit, Robert placed a call from a secure phone to General Hilliard. He came on the line almost immediately.
“Good afternoon, Commander. Do you have anything to report?”
Yes. I would like to report that you are a lying sonofabitch. “About that weather balloon, General … it seems to have turned out to be a UFO.” He waited.
“Yes, I know. There were important security reasons why I couldn’t tell you everything earlier.”
Bureaucratic double-talk. There was a small silence.
General Hilliard said, “I’m going to tell you something in the strictest confidence, Commander. Our government had an encounter with extraterrestrials three years ago. They landed at one of our NATO air bases. We were able to communicate with them.”
Robert felt his heart begin to beat faster. “What … what did they say?”
“That they intend to destroy us.”
He felt a shock go through him. “Destroy us?”
“Exactly. They said they were coming back to take over this planet and make slaves of us, and that there is nothing we can do to prevent them. Not yet. But we’re working on ways to stop them. That’s why it’s imperative that we avoid a public panic so we can buy time. I think you can understand now why it’s so important that the witnesses are warned not to discuss what they saw. If word of the idents, as we refer to them, leaked out, it would be a worldwide disaster.”
“You don’t think it would be better to prepare people and …?”
“Commander, in 1938, a young actor named Orson Welles staged a radio broadcast called War of the Worlds, about aliens invading the earth. Within minutes, there was panic in cities all over America. An hysterical population tried to flee from the imaginary invaders. The telephone lines were jammed, the highways were clogged. People were killed. There was total chaos. No, we have to be prepared for the aliens before we go public with this. We want you to find those witnesses for their own protection, so we can keep this under control.”
Robert found that he was perspiring. “Yes. I … I understand.”
“Good. I gather you’ve talked to one of the witnesses?”
“I’ve found two of them.”
“Their names?”
“Hans Beckerman – he was the driver of the tour bus. He lives in Kappel …”
“And the second?”
“Fritz Mandel. He owns his own garage in Bern. He was the mechanic who towed the car of a third witness.”
“The name of that witness?”
“I don’t have it yet. I’m working on it. Would you like me to speak with them about not discussing this UFO business with anyone?”
“Negative. Your assignment is simply to locate the witnesses. After that, we’ll let their respective governments deal with them. Have you learned how many witnesses there are?”
“Yes. Seven passengers plus the driver, the mechanic and a passing motorist.”
“You must locate them all. Each and every one of the ten witnesses who saw the crash. Understood?”
“Yes, General.”
Robert replaced the receiver, his mind in a whirl. UFOs were real. The aliens were enemies. It was a horrifying thought.
Suddenly the uneasy feeling Robert had had earlier returned in full force. General Hilliard had given him this assignment, but they had not told him everything. What else were they holding back?
The Avis rental car company is located at 44 Rue de Lausanne, in the heart of Geneva. Robert stormed into the office and approached a woman behind the desk.
“May I help you?”
Robert slammed down the piece of paper with the licence number of the Renault written on it. “You rented this car out last week. I want the name of the person who rented it.” His voice was angry.
The clerk drew back. “I’m sorry, we are not permitted to give out that information.”
“Well, that’s just too bad,” Robert retorted, “because in that case, I’m going to have to sue your company for a great deal of money.”
“I do not understand. What is the problem?”
“I’ll tell you what the problem is, lady. Last Sunday, this car ran into mine on the highway and did a hell of a lot of damage. I managed to get his licence number but the man drove away before I could stop him.”
“I see.” The clerk studied Robert a moment. “Excuse me, please.” She disappeared into a back room. In a few minutes when she returned, she was carrying a file. “According to our records, there was a problem with the engine of the car, but there was no report of any accident.”
“Well, I’m reporting it now. And I’m holding your company responsible for this. You’re going to have to pay to have my car repaired. It’s a brand new Porsche, and it’s going to cost you a fortune …”