CHAPTER 19

“I mean… they don’t look like aliens.”  Alberto had the binoculars up to his eyes surveying the non-descript little compound tucked up against the canyon wall.  Two men armed with automatic weapons patrolled inside a fence, each pacing back and forth and scanning the road in front of the only gate in or out.  A blocky outcropping of three single-story buildings sat just inside, a single large Quonset hut located at the end of a paved road leading from the gate.

“They aren’t,” Amber sneered, taking the binoculars from his hands.  “Doesn’t make them any less dangerous.”  She crept back on her stomach inside the foliage, then stood and brushed herself off.

“What makes you think this is...

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