THE ANTARES SECRET – CHAPTER 6: Houston, Do You Copy?

Montage of Houston Astros Logo over LBJ Spece Center display and old photo of the Wright Brothers Kitty Hawk flight

The night before, the Indians lost to the Yankees in extra innings with the Bronx Bombers coming from behind, and over in the fantasy league Lucas’ Red Lions lost to the Kitty Hawks by a run. Nevertheless, in that particular morning those results felt perfect for they gave Lucas a good excuse to contact the Hawks’ manager again.

He sat down on his computer and wrote the man a message while sipping his first cup of morning coffee.

“Congratulations on the win. Looking forward to our next match. By the way, I’ll be in Houston on a business trip next week, and I see you chose the Astros’ logo for your Kitty Hawks. Are you familiar with the city? Any recommendations as to where to go for a good dinner?” he wrote.

The Houston trip was a lie but it was the only thing he could think of to get the man back on the topic which could lead to the information he was interested in. He had been to the city once for the wedding of a college friend hence he felt confident he could answer with credibility any questions regarding the fake trip. He looked once more at the written message to make sure it was perfect, and then clicked on the send button.

After showering he started his day’s work. An hour or so later he got a call from Vega.

“Hey Sweetie, good morning! What’s up?”

“Well, Mr. Dashing you,” she said in a sassy tone, “I just talked to Dalia and she told me that in her aunt’s opinion you were a real life Prince Charming during last Friday’s date(1). Not bad for a man who’s not interested.”

“Well, you know me, I always try to make the other person feel comfortable.”

“Oh come on, you’re not a sofa. You were enjoying her company and couldn’t help being your adorable and fascinating self.”

“It wasn’t on purpose Moonbeam.”

“Sure Dad, whatever you say. It’s just nice to hear about you having a good time on a date. It makes me happy. Anyway, I thought about you a lot last night.”

“Oh really! What about?”

“I was going through the old patch collection.”

“No kidding? The Apollo mission patches?”

“Yep, I could hear you explaining them to me like it was yesterday. It was a nice trip down memory lane.”

“Funny you mention that because last night I was poring over my old Space Race notebook. Weird, don’t you think?”

“We’ve always been connected. Listen, I’ve been wondering…” said Vega, “is there any way you could find out the real name of the Kitty Hawks’ manager?”

“Already on it.  I’ve had a couple of exchanges with him through the fantasy league’s messaging system.”

“Oh really? Anything interesting?”

“Well, for starters, he told me he grew up near Dayton, Ohio. Do you know who  else was born an hour away from Dayton?”

“Well, John Glenn, Neil Armstrong and Jim Lovell were born in Ohio…”

Yes, but only Armstrong grew up near Dayton.”

“Hmm, don’t jump to conclusions just yet Rocket Man. Keep talking to him. My advice is, don’t be direct. Try to make the man paint himself into a corner by asking innocent sounding questions that allow you to discard other identity options. Oh, and don’t forget, if he is who you think he is, you’re dealing with a very smart person. Don’t try to reel him in with transparent stuff. Listen, I got  to get ready for a deposition, but keep me posted. Ok?”

“Sure Moonbeam, have a great day.”

It wasn’t until after lunch that Lucas got an answer from the Kitty Hawks’ manager.

“A close one,  but I’ll take it any day :-)”, he wrote. “If you like the classic steakhouse menu your best bet is Brenner’s. It’s been there forever and for good reason.”

Lucas didn’t want to waste time in idle chat so he went straight to the point.

“What about the Kennedy Space Center? Is it worth a visit?”

“I’m guessing you mean the Lyndon B. Johnson Space Center, right?”

“Yep, sorry about that. The ‘Houston we have a problem’ one.”

“Don’t worry about it, it’s a very common mistake. The LBJ Space Center is a nice visit if you’re into that sort of stuff.”

Lucas decided to go for all the marbles.

“The Space Race has always been one of my favorite topics. As a matter of fact, Apollo 14’s lunar module was called Kitty Hawk,” he wrote. “Funny that you chose the Houston Astros H logo for your Kitty Hawks. Where you aware of the connection?”

Lucas waited for an answer but the minutes passed and nothing came back. Should he interpret that as good or bad news?

Over in southwestern Ohio an old man stared at his computer pondering his next move.

 

(1)Vega talked to Lucas about this date in Chapter 1: Moonbeam.

THE ANTARES SECRET – CHAPTER 14: The Letter

Picking up letter from mailbox. Reflection of person writing letter in mailbox walls.

Carol sat on the library’s computer and navigated the browser to Lucas Aldrich’s website. Good, he lists his postal address, she thought while scrolling the ‘Contact Us’ section.

She wrote it down on a small piece of paper and took it home to her husband.

Three days later…

The day’s mail had a special surprise for Lucas. After his conversation with Vega, he had decided to wait for the Kitty Hawks’ manager to make a move before deciding what to do next. Getting an old-fashioned handwritten letter from the man was definitely outside his realm of expectations. It was postmarked in Cincinnati, Ohio and the return address was a postal office box. He tore open the envelope on one end and pulled out a trifolded single sheet of paper.

Dear Mr. Aldrich:

I hope this letter finds you well, although I’m willing to bet that my choice of communication channel has startled you. Allow me to explain.

It has come to my attention that there are some people who don’t want us to keep talking to each other. Just the other day I got a strange email that, from its content, I could tell was not really originated by the person subscribing it. The message was an advice for me to be careful with a scam going on in the baseball fantasy leagues. The description of the shady deal sounded very similar to what I had told you regarding the job I needed help with.

If my theory is correct, I suspect people who want to steer us away from each other had monitored our earlier exchanges. As a matter of fact, it wouldn’t surprise me if you had gotten a similar email. So, I figured that it would be best if we continued our conversations through the good old postal service.

Allow me to put my suspicions in context. I’ve got information that will shed some new light on NASA’s Moon landings during the so-called Space Race. The people I suspect were monitoring our exchanges know this, and it seems like they might have read an intention on my part to share with you something they want to keep secret.

I must admit they are not too far from the truth. The job I need your help with does entail sharing some of that information. However, its sensitive nature combined with the likely monitoring of our electronic channels, has left us with only one briefing option – we need to meet in person. For such a purpose I’m including a ticket for you to attend the May 18 Indians/Reds game in Cincinnati. I’ll be joining you in one of the luxury suites. So even though it’s a public place, privacy will not be an issue.

A word of advice regarding your travel plans. I suggest you don’t fly directly to Cincinnati. I fear it could raise some flags within our monitoring friends. It would be better to book a flight to another city like Detroit or Chicago and drive the rest of the way. Choose one you have other reasons to visit. I’ll reimburse your travel expenses at the game.

As for our electronic communications I suggest continuing with them, but as a tool to make them think we have stopped talking about the NASA stuff. No more conversations about a job or anything other than baseball. Although on that regard we should say something along the lines that there’s no longer a need for your services. If we do it right, it’ll give them the impression that we both took the bait.

Please confirm through regular mail and don’t talk about this through any electronic channel.

Sincerely yours,

Edwin Moon

Lucas looked back into the envelope and pulled out the game ticket he hadn’t noticed earlier.  The content of the letter was overwhelming. First of all, he thought, the email mentioned in it sounded like the one Vega had forwarded him. In addition, the apparent monitoring of their communications would explain the mysterious car that seemed to be watching him. Plus, he was being hired to do a job that would  get him new information regarding the Moon landings. And if that wasn’t enough, he had in his hands a ticket to go watch an Indians’ game in a luxury suit! Wow buster…

Despite his excitement, Lucas followed his instinct and decided to wait for Vega to take a look at the letter before committing himself to a specific course of action.  

 

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