Roger Reid

Space


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      Space

      Roger Reid

      NewSouth Books

      Montgomery

      Also by Roger Reid

       Longleaf

       Time

      NewSouth Books

      105 S. Court Street

      Montgomery, AL 36104

      Copyright 2013 by Roger Reid. All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. Published in the United States by NewSouth Books, a division of NewSouth, Inc., Montgomery, Alabama.

      ISBN: 978-1-58838-230-6

      eBook ISBN: 978-1-60306-099-8

      Library of Congress Control Number: 2008011901

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       Chapter 1

       Chapter 2

       Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Chapter 14

       Chapter 15

       Chapter 16

       Chapter 17

       Chapter 18

       Chapter 19

       Chapter 20

       Chapter 21

       Chapter 22

       Chapter 23

       Chapter 24

       Chapter 25

       Chapter 26

       Chapter 27

       Chapter 28

       Chapter 29

       Chapter 30

       Chapter 31

       Chapter 32

       Chapter 33

       Chapter 34

       Chapter 35

       About the Author

       Jason's Adventures Continue. . .

      1

       One Last Thing

      “Your name?”

      “William Jason Caldwell.”

      “They call you William or Will or Bill or Billy?”

      “Jason. Everybody calls me Jason.”

      “Okay, Jason, I’m Detective Brown. They tell me you found the victim.”

      “Victim?”

      “Somebody had to push him down those stairs, don’t you think?”

      “Well, he could have, I don’t know, miscalculated or something. It could’ve been an accident. Couldn’t it?”

      “Okay, Jason, say it was an accident that he fell. How did he get up there in the first place? You think that’s something he could do on his own?”

      “No, sir.”

      “They tell me you’re the one’s been helping him get around. You help him get in here tonight?”

      “No, sir.”

      “You help him get up those stairs?”

      “No, sir.”

      “But you found him at the bottom of the stairs. Tell me about that.”

      “When I came into the observatory, there he was. The wheelchair was over on top of him. I ran over to him and called his name. I didn’t try to move him. I was afraid I might hurt him.”

      “Was he conscious?”

      “Yes, sir. I told him I was going for help. I called 9-1-1, and then I stepped outside to see if there was anyone around who could help.”

      “And you didn’t see or hear anybody else in the observatory?”

      “No, sir.”

      “Okay, Jason, you can go now, but don’t go far. I’m sure I’ll need to talk with you again.”

      “Yes, sir.”

      “And Jason, one last thing. Did he say anything?”

      “Sir?”

      “You said he was conscious when you found him. Did he say anything? . . . Jason, what did