PROLOGUE
Jenny Chin-Anderson stood on her balcony, staring up at the stars spreading out in an infinite blanket in the night. The wind blew, bringing the chill of autumn through the trees and up to her.
Cool and refreshing.
A change of seasons to wash off the summer of, well, it wasn’t a summer of love, that was for sure. Not every summer is a happy one, unfortunately.
This one certainly wasn’t.
Boys were dumb.
And possessive—something she wasn’t about to tolerate.
She wanted to move into the future.
Just like the shiny spire in the distance, high in the sky.
The Bridge. The space station that the aliens were landing at. At the apex, it had almost a top-hat like configuration, with the base like a tall spike from the ground.
It was a landing platform, as far as Jenny knew, anyway, for aliens to come down to Earth. A kind of check in place.
For what, though, that was the question.
And of course, everyone on Earth had their own opinions.
Some said it was so they could plan the invasion of Earth. Take over our world and enslave the people.
Others said it was because they were all looking for Earth mates, and since the humans seemed to be compatible with other alien species.
Humans could mate with aliens.
It was all the talk.
And not all of those aliens were the little Grays that all the UFO fanatics had talked about for years.
Yep, ever since a human girl, Polly, who everyone thought had been kidnapped, showed up with a green alien in tow a few years ago, everything on Earth turned upside down.
It wasn’t just speculation anymore that aliens existed.
They were there.
In all their multi-color-skinned glory. With tails and antennas and scales and horns and everything in between.
And when they showed up, they built The Bridge.
With the help of several countries, of course, and all the political noise that came with it.
It sure changed the skyline of the flat Midwest in the middle of the United States. The Bridge was visible from all around Tornado country.
Some, like Jenny, lived close enough to see it all the time. She could drive to it if she wanted, but she couldn’t get anywhere near it—security around it was ridiculous.
The lights twinkled off the topmost section, the platform that had yet to have a vessel land on it.
It made little sense, the platform so high in the sky like that, but it was up there.
Like a beacon of, well, something.
“What are they doing up there, really?” Jenny wondered aloud. The thoughts of so many people all around the world.Conspiracy theories were everywhere, from religious fanatics to the alien researchers.
