Pinpoint Analysis - Part 6

Updated on July 4, 2018

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

From Part 5

We last left Les, Secretary Adams, and Commander Colbo discussing the Navy's lost planes in The Bermuda Triangle. Les's supernatural theories don't fly too well with the Navy.


A defiant Les charged in. "Then would you please tell me, Secretary Adams, Commander Colbo, what are your theories about what you just heard? I'm a marine biologist pulled into your world by, I suppose chance, to give you answers to your problems - not my problems, yours. As a biologist, I'm a scientist of sorts. I follow the evidence. I go where the evidence leads. If you don't like the direction this is going, fine. What are your brilliant thoughts?"

It was obvious from their silent reaction that they knew Les was right. Adams finally spoke. "Doctor, we need to find answers. You yourself said you haven't thought this out completely. Rethink the situation and let me know what you come up with. But put yourself in my shoes. The president isn't going to accept a weak theory about one of his naval officers stuck somewhere in a time warp. To give that report would certainly mean the end of my career and Colbo's, too. Now, please give us something we can work with."

"What if I told you there were Russian subs involved? Would that fly? Oh, and no pun intended."

"Yes, that would be much better. How did you discover the Russian subs, Doctor?"

"I didn't. There are no Russian subs. If the President won't believe the truth, then you'll have to give him a lie. By the way, Mr. Secretary, have you noticed how quick people are to reject the truth and replace it with a lie? Oh, and Mr. Secretary, that's exactly what you're doing now."

Continuing

It was well into the night when Les finally called it quits for another day. As of yet, there was no explanation for the third voice on the cockpit recording. He would deal with that later. Right now, he needed to get a couple hours sleep before starting out on an early morning skywatch.

August 9th would bring another Navy jet over the blue waters of the Atlantic on its way to AUTEC. More specifically, over the blue waters of The Devil's Triangle. Les's job was to watch the skies, keeping his eye on the early morning flight.

Cape Florida Lighthouse
Cape Florida Lighthouse

This day would find Les on his way to the Cape Florida Lighthouse, a perfect place to view the sky - and planes. As he was driving down the coast, Les noticed a gathering on the beach. He stopped his car and walked over to the edge of the road. He instantly knew what was going on. There had been another wash-up of marine life on the beach.

The US Navy was almost done cleaning it up, and the sun was just beginning to rise. A brilliant pink and purple rose above the horizon only to reveal an otherwise beautiful, blue sky. Shades of night were disappearing fast.

As Les turned to make his way back to the car, he came face to face with Susan. A surprised Les squawked, "What are you doing here?"

"I stop here every morning to watch the sunrise, and this one is going to be fantastic. What are you do . . . "

Susan's attention was drawn away by the group finishing up on the beach. She looked at Les.

"What is going on? Is that the Navy?"

Les couldn't resist. "Oh, it's those Russian subs again."

"I KNEW IT! I KNEW IT! I knew Russian subs were behind this, I knew it!"

Les swallowed hard. "No, Susan. There are no Russian subs. I just couldn't help myself. Just had to get your reaction!"

If there was a place for Susan to stomp off to, she would have.

"Hey, listen. I won't be at the lab today. I have some work to do at Cape Florida. You can forward my calls to my cell. I'll see you tomorrow. Enjoy your sunrise."

It wasn't long until Les pulled up to the Cape Florida Lighthouse. The 95-foot high structure had been reserved by the Navy for Les's use on this morning. The Navy's Flight 21 was set to cross The Triangle not far from the lighthouse. If everything worked as planned, Les would be able to watch the flight for some distance. Perhaps he would be able to see the predicted disappearance.

Les climbed to the top of the lighthouse and looked out the window. His phone rang. It was Commander Colbo.

"Doctor, we are ready to patch you through to the cockpit. The plane will be taking off momentarily. You will be, as we will be, able to hear everything that is said. Have your camera rolling. We need to see, as well as hear, exactly what takes place."

Les's mind wandered. "Commander, these men don't know the danger they're in, do they? They don't know of the other planes, do they?"

"That information is on a need-to-know basis. You don't need to know, Doctor."

Rather than push the issue, Les dropped it. He knew the answer anyway. No, the flight crew had no idea of the danger they were in. In a few, short minutes the plane came into view. Les watched and listened as the plane disappeared from sight. The plane arrived safely at its destination.

As the connection was disconnected, Les's phone rang. It was Deb. "Les, where are you? What ae are you doing? You didn't even say goodbye to Trista!"

A bewildered Les began, "Okay. Okay. I'll take them one at a time. Number one - where am I? I'm on a confidential mission for the US Navy. Number two - I'm responding to orders from the US Navy. Number three - Trista is never up when I leave for work. Why should today be any different?"

"Because today is the day she left for San Juan. She won't be back until Thanksgiving. She so wanted to see you before she left. But you - one of the biggest days of her life, and you completely ignore her."

"Okay. I admit I've been obsessed with my work lately, but it's just about done here. I'll be home shortly. Tell her I'm on my way."

"Tell her you're on your way? Les, she left an hour and a half ago. It was an early morning flight. The third one out, actually."

"The third one out! Get her back! She can't be on the third flight! Stop her plane!"

Deb's patience was running thin. "Les, what are you talking about? I can't stop her flight. She's probably almost there by now. What's so important about being the third flight out anyway?"

Today is August 9. Nine divided by three is three. Three weeks since the last plane went . . . I've said too much already. Have her call me as soon as you hear from her."

Les, we're talking about our daughter. Confidential or not, I have every right to know what's going on."

"Just tell her to call me as soon as she can." Les looked to the south. Fog was rolling in. The pinks, purples, and blues were gone.

The Effects of Electronic Fog - Interesting

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    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      5 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      No, Bill. I didn't see the movie, but there are definitely some strange things happening in the fog.

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      Bill Holland 

      5 months ago from Olympia, WA

      Did you see John Carpenter's movie "The Fog?" That's what I'm reminded of here....strange things lurking in that mist....great suspense! Keep it going, please!

    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      5 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Maybe next chapter, Lori. Maybe.

    • lifegate profile imageAUTHOR

      William Kovacic 

      5 months ago from Pleasant Gap, PA

      Thanks for the idea, Eric. Maybe I'll change the storyline.

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      Lori Colbo 

      5 months ago from Pacific Northwest

      Oh no! I hope she make it. You are so good at suspense and cliff hangers.

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      Eric Dierker 

      5 months ago from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A.

      Yahoo! I know danger lurks and lives are at stake but this is really fun to read. I need the next chapter NOW! Pray for Trista and that Deb does not kill him.

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