THE ANTARES SECRET – CHAPTER 11: The life and death of Edwin Moon

Carol wasn’t sure about her husband’s course of action.

“Edwin Moon? Really? You couldn’t find a more transparent pseudonym? The Red Lions’ manager will see right through it,” she said.

“Don’t worry Honey, I did my research. There are several persons named Edwin Moon in Ohio.”

“Yes, but why that particular name? Edwin is Buzz’s first name, and Moon, well that’s just… just… I don’t even know what to call that choice of last name… obvious, unimaginative, careless…”

“It’s just my way of telling him that’s he’s on the right track without telling him,” said the old man  with a smile. “If he’s in advertising as he claims to be, he’ll get it. Trust me Carol, he’ll google the name and very probably see that one of aviation’s pioneers was named Edwin Moon. There he’ll find out that the guy’s plane was named Moonbeam.”

“So?”

“Well, the guy also claims to be a Space Race buff. If that’s true, he’ll be familiar with Gene Cernan’s promise to bring his daughter a moonbeam. I know it sounds like a stretch but it’s the kind of diagonal thinking typical of creative advertising people. And if he makes the connections then he would have proven himself right for the job. Think of it as a final test.”

“I’d hate being a student of yours,” said Carol.

As Carol wondered about her husband’s tactics, far away, two government agents had been made privy of the communication and were moving quickly to address the situation.

Over at Oliver, Martin & Simon Law Offices David was reading an odd email that had just arrived. It was sent by an old acquaintance from his law school days. One he knew to be dead.

“Hey buddy how are you doing? I’m writing because I remember you being involved a while back with some baseball fantasy league and I just got an official message regarding some sort of investigation of a scam going on in those leagues. It seems there’s a person or a group of persons working in various leagues who get close to other players and lead them to join a new business venture where they are subsequently  fleeced. A typical con job. Be careful and keep your eyes open.”

For a few seconds he stared at the email not knowing what to do with it. His first instinct was to delete it but as he pondered his options Mr. Martin walked into his office.

“I can tell by the look in your face that you got the email,” he said.

“You know about it?”

“I got a blind copy. It was sent by our government friends. I just talked to them; they want you to show it to Ms. Aldrich. Can you do it without arising suspicions?”

“Yes, just this morning I got Vega to talk to me about her father’s involvement with fantasy baseball. It would be a seamless expansion of our earlier conversation.”

“Perfect. Let’s make this happen today.”

“Just one question. Why use the name of a dead person I used to know?”

“I don’t know son, these spook types can be very weird at times. I’ve deal with them before; don’t read anything into it.”

Mr. Martin left and David wrote Vega a little message of his own acknowledging their earlier talk about her father’s involvement with fantasy baseball.

Oblivious to all that, Lucas was working on an answer to Edwin Moon’s message in the fantasy league chat room. He was usually aggressive in the pursuit of new clients, so even though he couldn’t pinpoint which Edwin Moon was contacting him he decided to take a swing at it to see if he could put the ball in play.

“Nice to meet you Edwin. Can I call you Ed? You’ll be able to see what I can do for you regarding communications at lucasaldrich.com. If you have specific questions please don’t hesitate to contact me through the website email. With regards to travel, it wouldn’t be a problem but, as is customary in the industry, your company would be responsible for all travel expenses. Looking forward to talking to you outside the fantasy league confines.”

Lucas then pressed the Send button and stared blankly at the screen for a while. Something was telling him that he was missing something about Mr. Moon.

Edwin Moon, he thought. Edwin. Buzz. Edwin ‘Buzz’ Aldrin. Apollo 11’s lunar module pilot. Armstrong’s wingman. Moon. Moonbeam. Gene Cernan. Apollo 17. Last man to walk on the Moon. From Purdue University. Same as Armstrong. Shit! It’s him! He’s using a fake name!  

 

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