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The Wilson Boys and the Ship From Space

The Wilson Boys and the Ship From Space

by Pete Wood
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Jack Wilson and his brother, Tom, stepped on the sandy floor of Smuggler’s Cave. Jack shone the flashlight into the darkness. The surf crashed against the rocks outside. The tide ebbed at the feet of the two teens.

Soon water would rise and flood the entrance.

“What makes you think the counterfeiters are in here?” Tom asked.

Jack grinned. “Because, if I were a counterfeiter, this is where I’d be.”

Tom shivered. “Shouldn’t we wait for Dad?”

Their Dad was Quentin Wilson, world famous detective. They hadn’t seen him all day, but that wasn’t unusual. The last few months he hadn’t been spending much time at home. The boys had left word with his answering service.

“A Wilson doesn’t wait.” Jack stepped deeper into the cave.

The flashlight beam caught a glint of metal. A printing press rested on a small ledge. Jack scampered up the rocks. Papers and ink cartridges were strewn about as if somebody had to leave in a hurry. He reached down and picked up a fresh twenty dollar bill. “Look, here! The ink’s not even dry.”

Jack heard a noise. He pointed the flashlight beside the printing press.

Dad lay bound and gagged.

“Hand me our thermos of water,” said Jack.

Tom reached into his backpack, past homemade turkey sandwiches wrapped in wax paper and got out the thermos Mom had packed. “Sometimes I wonder if maybe Dad isn’t the world’s greatest detective anymore.”

Jack splashed water in Dad’s face. “Don’t say things like that.”

“Sorry. But, how many detectives need the help of teenagers?”

Tom had a point. Dad had not gotten into many scrapes until about a year ago. Since then he seemed to be chloroformed and bound and gagged an awful lot.

“Quiet, he’s waking up,” said Jack. He looked at his Dad and wondered if something was wrong. The past few months Dad hadn’t been his old self. He didn’t joke around much and he and Mom didn’t seem to be getting along very well.

Dad groaned. “Jack. Tom. Thank goodness.”

Jack rolled his eyes. “Yeah. Sure Dad.”

Dad stood up. “We better get out of here.”

Jack ignored him. Something about the cave wall did not look right. It was too smooth, too uniform. He ran his hand along the slick surface. “Wait a second. There’s something here. A switch.”

“We need to leave now,” Dad urged.


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About the Author

Pete Wood

Pete Wood is an attorney in Raleigh, NC. He grew up in Ottawa Canada where he developed a lifelong love of science fiction reading Asimov, Bradbury and Vonnegut. He has had stories published in Bull Spec, Encounters and Ray Gun Revival.

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Stories by Pete Wood

The Wilson Boys and the Ship From Space

The Wilson Boys and the Ship From Space

Their Dad was Quentin Wilson, world famous detective. They hadn’t seen him all day, but that wasn’t unusual. The last few months he hadn’t been spending much time at home. The boys had left word with his answering service…

Dad had not gotten into many scrapes until about a year ago. Since then he seemed to be chloroformed and bound and gagged an awful lot…

Can the Wilson Boys solve the mystery without the full help of their detective dad? Find out in this new story by Pete Wood

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