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The Alex Cave Series, Book 7

 

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Release Date: December 25, 2020

Some experiments should never be attempted!

Ex-CIA operative and geophysicist Alex Cave searches for the source of seismic activity in the Pacific Ocean and discovers an ancient alien laboratory. Getting inside is the easy part. Getting out of an alternate reality might be impossible.

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AREA 51. GROOM LAKE, NEVADA:

A knot forms in Alex Cave’s stomach as the special jet swings around on final approach to the top-secret facility. He was visiting his family in Washington State when his boss, Director Holly Blake, called and ordered him to return to the base immediately. Her tone of voice indicated she was upset, but she wouldn’t go into details over a non-secure connection. He immediately caught a flight to Las Vegas, where he boarded this private jet for a ride to the base.

He looks out the window as the plane levels out on final approach, and the gray concrete runway rushes up to meet the plane. He feels the wheels hitting the ground and the engines drop to idle as the jet loses momentum and stops in front of a small security building. Before he gets up, he watches an unmarked vehicle drive up and stop next to the plane.

He releases his seatbelt while the attendant opens the exit door and lowers the stairs, then he stands and goes forward to grab his backpack. When the attendant indicates for him to leave it on the plane, he realizes whatever this meeting is about, he won’t be returning to his base apartment. He slowly descends the steps and stops in front of two serious-looking men. “What’s going on?”

The man indicates the vehicle. “I’m agent Garcia, and we have orders to escort you to Director Blake’s office. Get in, please.”

Alex’s gut tightens into a knot of apprehension. “All right.”

He does as instructed and climbs into the back seat. As the car drives away, he leans forward to talk to the men. “What agency do you work for?”

Garcia turns to look at Alex. “We’re part of the secret service.”

Several questions race through Alex’s mind, but he knows these men don’t have the answers. The vehicle stops in front of a familiar building and everyone climbs out, then Alex leads the way into the structure and down the hallway to Holly’s office.

The door is open, so Alex steps into the room, noticing the two agents remain in the hallway. He sees Holly sitting in a chair behind her desk, and a tall, masculine looking woman standing beside her. The woman is dressed in a US Air Force Captain’s uniform and is as tall as he is.

His heart races when he sees Jadin standing to one side of the room. She’s part of his team and he hopes she’s not in trouble.

Jadin notices Alex’s brows bunch together below his wavy black hair. She stares into his dark blue eyes and gives him a sympathetic expression.

Alex turns and looks at Holly. “What’s going on, Director?”

Holly indicates the woman. “This is Captain Sharon Fargo. It seems our new President wants the military to take over operation of your spacecraft, and she’s in charge of the first training program.”

Alex knew this might happen one day. A few years ago, he discovered an ancient alien spacecraft in the crater of a dormant volcano in Alaska and managed to get it working. Now it’s here, in Hangar 5. On the advice from his Chief of Staff, the new president had tried to commandeer his spaceship a few months ago. He didn’t get it then, and he will not take it now.

Alex looks over at Fargo. “That ship belongs to me. The government can’t just take it.”

Fargo moves around the desk and locks stares with Alex. “It’s done. Live with it.”

Alex’s hands clench into fists at his sides as he turns to look down at Holly. “You can’t let them get away with this.” The look in Holly’s eyes tells him she has no choice, so he turns back to Fargo. “On whose authority?”

Fargo grabs a folder on the desk and holds it out to Alex. “This is from the Attorney General granting me the authority to claim the ship under the law of Eminent Domain. Meaning, if it’s for the good of the country, the government can take your spaceship.”

Alex doesn’t take the folder and stares into Fargo’s eyes. “Over my dead body!”

Fargo grins sadistically. “I hope it doesn’t come to that, Mister Cave.”

What about my team?”

Since Jadin officially works for NASA, she will teach us how to operate that spacecraft. I’m sure we can get by without you, so I revoke your security clearance and my people will escort you back to the plane. Your personal belongings in your apartment will be shipped to your designated location.”

Alex gives Holly an imploring stare and sees the regret in her eyes. He knows she tried to stop it, but it didn’t work.

Jadin sees the rage in Alex’s expression and his clenched fists. She wants him to shut up before he gets into more trouble, so she grabs Fargo’s arm to get her attention away from Alex. “I think I can work with you on this, Captain Fargo. How about I start the training on Monday morning? That gives me three days to shut down my research project at the Jet Propulsion Laboratory in Pasadena.”

Fargo tosses the folder onto the desk. “That’s fine.”

When Jadin sees Fargo indicate for her men to get Alex back to the jet, she reaches up to wrap her arms around his neck, pulling him close for a hug. “Call me later, okay?”

Alex puts his cheek against hers so he can whisper into her ear. “This isn’t over.”

Jadin notices Fargo staring at them and slowly raises her hands up to Alex’s face. She cups them over his ears to pull him close, covertly inserting a communication device into his right one. “I have an idea, so don’t do anything rash. I’ll explain later.”

When Jadin gives him a soft kiss on his lips and steps back, Alex reaches across the desk to shake Holly’s hand. “It’s been nice working with you.”

Holly doesn’t accept as she stares up at him. Instead, she stands and walks around the desk to give him a hug. When he bends down, she turns him so Fargo cannot see her face and whispers in his ear. “I’ll keep you updated on what happens here.”

Don’t get in trouble over me.”

Holly lets go and steps back. “Stay safe.”

Fargo looks down at Jadin and sees the moisture building up in her green eyes. “Am I going to have any problems with you, Ms. Avery?”

Jadin wants to tell her where to shove her problems, but her self-restraint wins. “No, Captain. I’ll meet with your astronauts at Hangar 5 first thing Monday morning.”

Fargo indicates the doorway to Alex. “After you, Mister Cave.”

Alex reluctantly leaves with the two men for the flight back to Las Vegas. For the moment, he’s out of a job and decides to go back to his family in Washington.

Jadin steps into the hallway and stares after Alex and the two agents, finding it hard to believe he is leaving for good. She feels Fargo’s hand on her shoulder and moves back into the room, then folds her arms across her chest and stares at the Captain. “What about David? He can help.”

Mister Conway no longer works here. He left four days ago.”

Jadin’s jaw drops open as her arms unfold to her sides. “What? That’s ridiculous. He’s the only person who knows how the engine works. He needs to be here.”

Holly looks up at Fargo. “She’s correct. If you have any problems, you’ll need his help.”

Fargo knows the ship works perfectly. “I’ll call him in as an advisor if necessary. I’ll expect daily reports on the program’s progress, Ms. Blake.” She spins around and heads out of the room toward the exit.

Jadin gives Holly a troubled expression. “I don’t think this will work. Even if I show Fargo’s people how to use the ship, Melvin won’t follow their commands.”

Will he follow yours?”

Jadin thinks about it for a moment. “I have no idea.”

Holly moves around the desk to sit in her chair. “I’m worried about David. Fargo was less than subtle when she fired him. He took it hard and I haven’t been able to contact him since he left the base.”

I’ll try to get ahold of him.”

All right. When will you leave for JPL?”

Jadin suddenly realizes she can ride with Alex to Las Vegas and smiles at Holly. “Right now. I don’t need to pack anything, so I’ll ride with Alex. I’d better hurry. I’ll see you Sunday afternoon.”

Listen, Jadin. I know how you feel about Alex, but you need to let him go. At least for now. Fargo will be on that plane and we don’t want her thinking there is a conspiracy between you two. The plane will be back in an hour.”

Jadin’ realizes Holly is correct. “All right. What do you know about my feelings for Alex?”

That he thinks you two can’t be lovers and work together.”

Is it that obvious?”

To me, yes, but I can’t speak for anyone else.”

Jadin heaves a deep sigh of resignation. “At least that won’t be a problem anymore. I’ll start packing Alex’s personal items in his room while I wait. I’ll see you when I get back.”

Holly leans back in her chair and stares after Jadin. “This should get interesting.”

 

About the Author

James M. Corkill is a Veteran, and retired Federal Firefighter from Washington State, USA. He was an electronic technician before eventually becoming a firefighter for 32 years and retiring. He began writing in 1997, and was fortunate to meet the famous horror writer Hugh B. Cave, who became his mentor. His science fiction mystery novels have won six awards, including one international award.

His favorite quote. “When you wake up in the morning, you never know where the day will take you.”

He now lives in the Smoky Mountains of western North Carolina.

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Alex Cave Series, Book 5
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The color of your eyes will determine if you live or die!
When an alien spacecraft is discovered under the ice in Greenland, geophysicist Alex Cave is called in to investigate and makes contact with the artificial intelligence named Pandora, who claims ownership of our world for her genetically superior race of humans.
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Other Books in the Alex Cave Sci-fi Series:
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Dead Energy
The Alex Cave Series, Book 1
Oil starts to disappear around the world, and the only clue is a dollar-size crystal found in the hold of an empty oil tanker.
Alex Cave quit the CIA for a less stressful life as a geophysics instructor. At least, that was his plan.
While on vacation sailing the waters of the Puget Sound, Alex sees a brilliant flash of neon blue light from an oil tanker and changes course to help. He discovers there was no explosion, no one on board, and the oil has mysteriously vanished without a trace. The bodies of the missing crew are found in the snow on Mount Baker, but there are no footprints leading in or out of the area.
Oil supplies begin to vanish without a trace and society starts to crumble.
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Cold Energy
The Alex Cave Series, Book 2
Sudden freezing temperatures threaten a catastrophe that will affect the entire world!
Geophysicist Alex Cave is called in to investigate the situation. He leads a small group of volunteers on the high-tech research vessel named Mystic in a desperate attempt to remedy the situation before civilization faces ecological disaster, but some of the crew have their own agenda.
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Red Energy
The Alex Cave Series. Book 3
Geophysicist Alex Cave discovers alien technology on one of the Aleutian Islands!
Before he can take device to a safe location, it’s stolen and taken to COBRA, a top-secret research facility south of Yellowstone National Park. The scientist in charge has no idea what she’s dealing with and things go horribly wrong.
Alex goes back in time to stop the super-eruption, but starts a chain of events with far worse consequences for his new love and her little girl.
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Gravity
The Alex Cave Series, Book 4
The moon suddenly moves two-thousand-miles closer to Earth!
The tidal affect is destroying shorelines around the world, and Geophysicist Alex Cave is asked to find the reason. He leads his team on a harrowing journey from Iceland to Nevada, but they don’t realize they are being followed by Janice Sloan, a ruthless woman dealing in stolen technology.
Sloan finds what Alex is seeking, and takes it to a private research complex in the Nevada desert belonging to billionaire scientist John Essex, who is fanatical about conquering outer space and mining the moon. When she turns it on, satellites start falling from the sky and the International Space Station is pulled from orbit.
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Chapter 1
 
 
GROOM LAKE, NEVADA:
Alex Cave stares out the window of his sparsely furnished room in the barracks. Sagebrush covered desert and low mountains stretch away in all directions. The heat causes the air to shimmer, as he watches the CIA’s latest experimental stealth drone race down the runway and climb into the sky.
He grins, knowing that even the government’s most clandestine service is unaware of the alien spacecraft in Hangar 5. Since he discovered it in a dormant volcano of one of the Aleutian Islands, his life hasn’t been the same. At least things have settled down for now, he thinks.
His phone rings and he recognizes the image of a man with curly gray hair, Doctor Henry Heinz, his good friend and boss here at the base. “Hey, Doc.”
“I think you had better come down here right away,” he says with a slight German accent.
“I’ll be right there.”
He hurries from the room, down the hall to the stairs, and moments later, steps into his friend’s office. “What’s going on?”
Henry looks up at the tall man with wavy-black hair and dark blue eyes. “I have recently received a copy of a recording from the International Space Station. It was taken yesterday afternoon, shortly after the launch of a new satellite called the SV1, for Space Vacuum One. I looked through their permits, and they claim it is an efficient way to collect the space debris currently in orbit.”
“That sounds like a good idea.”
When Alex moves around to see the image on the monitor, his eyes go wide as he stares at the strange looking contraption as seen from the ISS. A ten-foot-long, orange octagonal cylinder with solar panels is floating among the stars, but what gets his attention is the twenty-foot-long, pewter-colored torpedo protruding from the center. “I see why you called me down here.”
“That looks like one of your devices, Alex.”
“I think you’re correct. The other three should already be here.”
Alex thinks about his best friend, Okana, who is searching for the last alien device in the Bering Sea. He’s the engineer and submarine driver onboard the high-tech research ship, Mystic. He and Okana were special agents and partners in the CIA, and his best friend got him out of Russia in one piece after his wife’s murder. Like him, Okana retired from the CIA and is now working for millionaire Mike Tanner, a private researcher, and owner of the Mystic.
Henry enters a command into his computer. “The inventory shows we have three of them. One from the Pacific Ocean, one from the island, and one from the spacecraft in Hangar 5. According to this, they arrived nine months ago.”
Alex stands. “Let’s go, Doc. I need to see for myself.”
He leads Henry to the elevator, and once inside, waits for him to insert his key into the control panel.
Henry presses a button and feels lighter as the car descends below the facility. “Why would someone want to put one in space? We do not even know what they do.”
“Uh, that’s not exactly true, Doc. I know they’re capable of great destruction.”
The door opens, and Alex hurries down the hallway. “The last door on the right, correct?”
Henry doesn’t answer as he tries to keep up.
Alex stops in front of a large steel door and waits while Henry enters a code and stares into the retina scanner. When he hears the click of the lock, he shoves the door open, enters the room, and slides to a stop. There’s only one of the twenty-foot-long cylinders in the room. He spins back to Henry. “Damn! Let’s get back and see if we can find out how that company managed to get their hands on them.”
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EASTERN WASHINGTON. SV1 CONTROL CENTER:
Paul Carter, the day shift supervisor, stands behind a young man and a woman sitting in front of the computer monitors. He looks up at the two large televisions mounted to the wall. One shows live images from SV1’s on board cameras. The other screen shows the live video from the space station, about two-miles away. He places his hand on the man’s shoulder. “All right, Scott. Let’s see what she can do.”
Teresa Tylor, the night shift supervisor, turns her head to look up at Paul. “So you’ve decided the SV1 has a sex?”
“Hey, I’m from the old school, remember? All right. See what it can do.” He looks down at Teresa. “Are you happy now?”
She grins. “Yes, thank you.” She turns to Scott Brackenbury, one of the engineers on the SV-1 project. “Ready when you are. Let’s fire it up.”
Scott feels his heart rate increase. “Thrusters on standby. Sending command now.”
Carter stares intently at the images from the cameras, but doesn’t see anything happening. A moment later, the small end of a spinning funnel-shaped distortion appears off the pointed end of the SV1. When he looks at the image from the space station, the distortion looks like a tornado in space. “Good work, people. We have a stabile attraction cone. The debris we’ve selected for the test is within a two-thousand-foot radius of the field. Let’s start with the harmonic resonance frequency to attract carbon atoms.”
Scott enters the command into his computer. “All set.”
Teresa studies the data on her monitor. “Verified.” She presses a button. “It’s on.”
Carter stares at the wide-angle image from one of the SV1 cameras on the wall monitor. He notices a flash of reflected light, and smiles when a slowly rotating silver object enters the cone. “That looks like some kind of wrench.”
Scott looks up from his monitor. “The field is holding. We’ve caught it!”
Teresa captures a still image of the wrench and does a recognition comparison. “It’s one of the tools used by the Hubble telescope repair team. It’s been floating around up there for several years.”
Carter’s eyebrows bunch together in thought. “I wonder how it ended up in the debris cloud created by China destroying one of their satellites.”
Scott looks over at Teresa and up to Paul. “We’re attracting more material. It’s working. We should have this section cleared in a few hours.”
Scott sits up when he hears a soft beeping from the computer speaker. He types in a command to mark that point in the recording, while he tries to find the cause of the alarm. It appears to be a second resonate frequency, oscillating 180-degrees out from the one in use by SV1. A few moments later, it’s gone. That was strange.
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NORDIC VOLCANOLOGICAL CENTER. REYKJAVIK, ICELAND: NORDVULK.
Estelle Burkhart studies the flashing warning light on the monitor. It shows a large geologic disturbance two-hundred-miles north of the Beauford Glacier. “This cannot be right”, she whispers with a strong Icelandic accent.
She hurries from her lab down the hallway to the Director’s office and taps on the open door. “Do you have a minute?”
Jeffery Sliven indicates for her to sit down. “Of course.”
Estelle sits in the chair across the desk. “We had a significant event sixty-miles north of us in the Atlantic Rift. The odd part is that it was only a surface disturbance, about one-hundred meters below the crust.”
“That is strange. Is there any other indication of unusual volcanic activity?”
“Not that I can tell. It lasted thirty-seven seconds and stopped.”
“All right. Let’s send a ship to check the area for anything unusual. Who do we have available?”
“I think Terry and his people are doing research not too far from that area.”
“All right. I’ll have him stop and check it out before he heads back.”
Estelle stands. “Hopefully it is not a prelude to a new volcano forming above that section of the rift.”
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ALIEN SPACECRAFT. SOMEWHERE INSIDE THE POLAR ICE SHEET:
Seth feels a soft breeze across his face when he gasps for air. A sharp pain from unused muscles erupts in his chest, easing slightly with each shallow breath. Even the muscles in his eyelids feel stiff as they slowly open, his irises adjusting to the artificial red light inside the narrow capsule. It takes a few tries to get his vocal cords working. “Pandora?”
“I am online, Captain.” A female computer voice answers through his neural implant.
“Are the surface conditions habitable again?”
“Negative.”
“Then why did you take me out of stasis?”
“I detected an object in orbit with similar technology as our own, and I have been trying to interface with its operating system. The signal is sporadic and it’s urgent we make contact. I initiated override protocols and brought the ship to the surface.”
Seth almost sits up. “That means our people have returned. Open this stasis chamber and let me out. We need to make contact with them.”
“The device appears to be malfunctioning. This indicates there is no one to correct the problem. “
“I don’t care. Open this chamber.”
He feels his platform moving and the red light blinks off. “Bring main lighting up in seven angstrom increments. How long has it been?”
“You have been in stasis for one-hundred and twenty million years.”
Seth is stunned and stares up at the elevated roof of the control room. His mouth opens, but he doesn’t know what to say. He has never heard of anyone being in stasis for such an extended period of time. “Are the rest of the stasis chambers intact?”
“Yes, Captain.”
Shadows slowly grow inside the main control room as the lights come on. With great effort, he manages to sit up on the slender bed, and slowly stands up. He grabs the open door for the chamber when a rush of vertigo threatens his balance. Once everything stops swirling, he eases his way along one wall to a beverage dispenser, filling a small cup with water and draining it in two gulps. He fills it with green liquid containing electrolytes and drinks more slowly.
He looks around the interior of the forty-foot circular room, then stares up at the white ceiling. “Pandora? Activate transparency.”
Blue-white ice suddenly appears to be resting on top of the spaceship, filling the room with pale translucent light from the surface. “What are the outside conditions?”
“The atmosphere contains exceedingly high levels of toxic gases. Surface conditions indicate this planet is undergoing an ice age. There is no nourishment available at this location.”
Seth sits down in front of the control console and visually checks Pandora’s status. She is correct. He looks up at the ice, and releases a deep sigh of frustration. The ice age could last for thousands of years. “Great. You woke me up, but we can’t wake everyone else up and start over. Any recommendations for this situation?”
“Return to your stasis chamber until this location is habitable.”
He eases his way back onto the narrow bed. “Very well. Close the chamber.”
“Closing chamber.”
About the Author

Pandoras Eyes Author James M. Corkill

Bestselling and award-winning author James M. Corkill, is a Veteran, and retired Federal Firefighter from Washington State, USA. He was an electronic technician and studied mechanical engineering in his spare time before eventually becoming a firefighter for 32-years and retiring. He began writing in 1997, and was fortunate to meet the famous horror writer Hugh B. Cave, who became his mentor. He now lives in the Appalachian Mountains of western North Carolina.
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