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moment. Could ruin the mood. Though I’m used to waking up at odd hours.”
    “So far, I see it as a nonissue,” I told him. He just grinned again.
    “We need to go,” White said.
    “Nope. I want some answers. Start with the boys here,” I indicated the rest of the crew with my cell phone, right before I dropped it back in my purse. “I’d like to know if I’m dealing with aliens or just weirdos.”
    “Both,” Martini interjected before White could open his mouth. “I’m the only normal one.”
    “I weep for our species. Mr. White? I’d really like some honesty. And I’d like it now.”

CHAPTER 5
    WHITE HEAVED A SIGH . ���It’s complicated. Can we compromise, and I tell you about it while we travel to the crash site?”
    I decided it might be a good idea to acquiesce, particularly since Christopher and some of the guys near him looked as though they’d be willing to just beat me over the head and solve the issue that way. “Fine. Start while we’re walking to the car.”
    He nodded, and Martini and Gower moved and flanked me. “Don’t mind Christopher,” Gower said in a low voice. “He’s upset that he screwed up. Your picture out there creates huge issues to fix.”
    “He’s gay,” Martini added.
    “No, I’m not,” Christopher said from right behind me. I managed not to jump. “But the princess here isn’t my type.”
    “I’m crushed.”
    “Don’t be. I like ’em stupid.” Christopher walked around us and headed to the door to the parking lot, which he held open. Apparently he was now part of my entourage. Accordingly, I took a closer look. He was at least six inches shorter than Martini, but still taller than me by at least a few, so I called him about five-ten. Straight brown hair, green eyes, slender but clearly well muscled. Handsome, of course. There were, I had to admit, worse ways to go than surrounded by this much drool-worthy manflesh. Thing was, I didn’t want to go.
    “So, I’m not hearing an explanation,” I said to White, who was now next to Gower.
    “This building we’re leaving is the holding facility. You’re right, it’s hot. When the superbeings create, they alter so much that they aren’t human at all, not really of this world any longer. Therefore, they preserve in the heat. We have a high heating bill in the winter.”
    “So their world was close to the sun that went supernova?”
    “We assume.” White sounded impressed. “You’re very bright.”
    “Which is why Christopher there isn’t ready to settle down with me, like Martini is. We’ve established that. I’m sort of the open book in this library, let’s not forget. No cracks,” I said, quickly, looking up at Martini. “I really want some answers.”
    He nodded with fake solemnity, and White went on. “You’re right, there was plenty in the spaceship beyond books, and yes, we’ve been studying everything since the crash itself.”
    There was something about the way he said the word “we” that made me stop. “You aren’t really with the American government, are you?”
    “Well,” White said, as Martini gently but firmly took my arm and started me moving again, “we do have some American government people involved and in the know. But I told you already, we’re a world organization.”
    “Which world?”
    I could see I was right by the way White’s eyes shifted, just a bit. “In the car,” was all he said, though. The car was another gray limo; I decided they must be standard issue. It wasn’t the same one I’d been in before, which was a relief.
    Christopher held the door to the back seats open for me, and I climbed in, humming the Men in Black theme song. I made sure I was in the forward-facing seat, so I could see the driver as well as the other passengers.
    “They’re fictional,” Martini said. He got in and settled himself right next to me. “I’m real,” he added as he put his arm around my shoulders.
    “Real annoying,” Christopher said as he closed the