Lost Sols 1: Ancient Treasure by James Bisceglia Page B

everything had returned to normal at Leviathan Transport.
    Monique arrived at Leviathan to conduct interviews and to check the flight data. So far she had not uncovered anything unusual. As she was reviewing the video at the hanger she noticed what appeared to be hay sticking out the bottom of a container. Finding this odd she left the office for the hanger to speak with the loading supervisor. The container was missing the usual identification placard, and nothing similar to hay was listed on the manifest.
    There were twenty three minutes left before launch. At this point the crew was ready and waiting for time to pass before the Constellation would take to the heavens. Vincent had been exploring the ship. The living quarters and the command center would begin to rotate once they were under way providing gravity by centrifugal force. The cargo and storage areas were already in orbit. Once in orbit the Constellation would connect to the cargo and storage bays via a tether. Inside the cargo bay Leviathan had placed a repair robot called Sammie to make repairs to the ship when needed. In the past the robot had come in handy when unexpected hull breaches had occurred. He didn’t like the fact there was only one airlock and it was in the cargo bay. A secondary airlock within the main ship itself seemed like it should have been a requirement. He was told the cargo bay contained a large ground transport called Big Joe. It was designed to work on any planetoid regardless of the amount of gravity to assist with the recovery of any material deemed necessary to the mission. A fission engine powered the state of the art ship which would take roughly forty days to reach Saturn.
    Vincent looked out the window and marveled at the progress mankind had been making. He was looking forward to some time in space. It would definitely be something different. He hoped it would be a peaceful and relaxing journey. He needed the downtime to gather his thoughts and to escape the government. He wanted to explore and prove his grandmother was right. It was now his job to find the truth and show it to the world.
    As he was about to turn away from the window he saw none other then Agent Murphy walking toward the hanger. His head spun. He had to think quickly. He called for Dominic. "Listen to me very carefully. You have a job which needs to be done quickly. Get a good look at the woman in the hanger. She is an Agent with the CIA and she likely knows who gave the order to have Maria killed. She needs to be on this ship before take off. I can't go because she would recognize me and she would also see that I'm not actually dead which would cause a problem. Get down to the hanger and put her in a cargo container and bring her aboard. Don't let anyone see you. Take her cell phone and put it in with the recycling. Take any jewelry or anything else that might have a tracking device and dump it in the garbage. Look for a necklace, watch, bracelet, glasses, and earrings. Throw her shoes away too. If you're not sure about something get rid of it. The government can place tracking devices anywhere. We have twenty minutes left. Go now and I'll tell the Captain there might be a small delay." Vincent said.
    Dominic approached the hanger trying to figure out how he could quickly accomplish what had been requested of him. The agent was in the corner talking with the loading supervisor. He went to a work bench and started moving tools around waiting for a chance to approach the woman. The supervisor went into his office and the Agent began to head out of the hanger. "Excuse me, do you know where the supervisor went?" he asked as he approached her. "He went into the office. Didn’t you see him?" She was only five feet away now. "I must have missed him. Thanks for the information. We have a problem with a fuel valve. We might have to delay the launch. Another accident wouldn’t be good for the company. Are you here to figure out what went wrong?" he asked. As she turned