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government?” Andrew asked.
    Dick stared at Andrew and leaned in conspiratorially, “I do, so to speak, work for the government,” he whispered.
    Andrew started to fidget in the throes of indecision. He badly needed the money. GGI paid well but he was still drowning in student loans even with all of the scholarships and grants he’d had. He tapped an unconscious rhythm on the bar and stole glances at Dick from the corner of his eye. The man was staring at him, waiting for his answer. Andrew didn’t trust him, something about him was off. He was being coy about the details that much was certain but it was more than that. Dick seemed almost predatory. As if he could read his mind, Dick reached into his pocket and pulled out a small sleek object.
    “Tell you what, Andrew, as a gesture of good faith, I am going to give you the money up front. Do you have a bank account I can wire the funds into?”
    “What is that?”
    “It’s just a cell phone.”
    “I’ve never seen one like that before.”
    “Well, you wouldn’t have. It’s one of the perks of my job, access to all the latest tech, they call it a smart phone. So do you have that number?”
    “I’m not giving you my bank account number.”
    “Trust has to start somewhere, buddy. C’mon let’s have it.”
    Dick waited while Andrew thought about it. Eventually he sighed and then reached into his pocket, took out a pen, wrote the number down on a napkin and slid it over to Dick. The man took the napkin and typed something into a tiny keyboard on his phone. After a few minutes he looked over at Andrew and slid the phone over to him. “There it’s done, call your bank to verify.”
    “Just like that?”
    “Just like that. Go on, call and check your balance.”
    Andrew picked up the phone and stared at it in confusion. After few seconds Dick leaned over and showed him how to call out. He dialed the number listed on the back of his bank card. He followed the prompts and entered his code then waited for the automated voice to tell him the balance in his account. It was $10,325.13! He made the voice tell him again. He couldn’t believe it and smiled over at Dick, “Wow, is this real?”
    “Real as rain, brother. So what’s the deal? We taking that plane ride?”
    Thirty minutes later they were wheels up on a small luxury jet. He and Dick were the only passengers. A pretty young woman in a short skirt served them strawberry margaritas though by this point Andrew had no interest in drinking. This was like a movie! This kind of stuff didn’t happen to people like him.
    “So, Dick, now that I am kind of a captive audience, would you mind telling me where we’re going?”
    “Not at all, Andrew. Have you ever heard of Area 51?” he asked with a smirk.
    Andrew laughed, “No, seriously, where are we going?”
    Dick wasn’t smiling any longer, “I am serious, Andrew, I am always serious. We are going to Area 51. And let me tell you, Doc, when we get there, you’ve got a lot of work to do.”
    Andrew looked around the tiny cabin of the plane as if searching for an escape route, but there was nowhere to go. His stomach lurched as he realized Dick was probably crazy and he was royally screwed. No one knew where he was. His mother was going to go crazy when he didn’t call in the morning. He smiled at Dick with what he hoped was a congenial grin and reached for his glass. He decided that drink looked pretty good after all.

Chapter 4: The ‘B’ Team
    The Present
    They found themselves, after the most bizarre abduction scenario one could ever imagine, in a cold, cramped room. The room was located in the employee lounge of what was formerly known as Chelsea’s Bar & Bowling Alley located off Marshall Street in a quaint neighborhood of Northeast, Minneapolis. The mahogany lanes, still waxed to a shine after so many long months, had been closed for business since the zombie apocalypse had forever disrupted commerce.
    At first the individuals in the small group were