CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
Teresa stared at me in shock, her eyes widening considerably. “What?”
“The Rubber Ball is the brain of a dead alien god whose preserved body was found in Antarctica,” I said. I put a hand on the back of my head, because everything was starting to make sense. “These aliens either worshiped the god or are descendants of the aliens who did worship it. They came to Los Congrejos to get it, but have been unable to locate it until recently.”
“Really?” said Teresa; I noticed a hint of disbelief in her voice, but I didn’t care because I knew I was right. “How does the abduction of my mother and cattle play into this?”
“I don’t know about the cattle, but they must have thought your mom might know where it is located,” I said. “They abducted her and probably tortured her for in
