4“Alien abduction?” I stared at Gary. “What are you saying?”
“Bob’s always been quick to spot a conspiracy,” he said. “Sometimes when none of the rest of us saw any sign of one. Since his stroke, he’s started throwing out remarks about funny green lights, space vehicles, odd stuff.”
My voice went flat. “You mean he’s lost it?” I stopped before adding, like Dad, but Gary knew what I meant.
“Bob’s not senile. Maybe a little obsessed.”
“Can he do what I need done?”
Gary shifted his weight and his gaze slipped past me and landed on the new arrivals. “Bob knows everybody. He can round up a crew. But keep him off the conspiracy stuff. He starts in, it can be damn hard getting him back on track.” Gary tossed the last words over his shoulder as he moved away from me, right hand extended to sh
