[Delta Green] Operas and Avatars: Convergence

Mary's Dinner
Groversville, Tenn.


Rhialto said:
"Well, maybe we can continue this conversation after you get off," says Jacob pleasantly.

"Well honey! An't you a slick one." She says with a smile. "I don't think my boyfriend Earl would like that very much!" She motions over to the burly cook working in the kitchen.

Just before Mabel leaves she stops and turns back to Rook. "Come to think of it there was another guy around asking about UFO's about a week and a half ago. I think he was a writer for some UFO magazine or newsletter."
 
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Groversville Sheriff's Office

"I will have to look through my records. Give me a couple of hours and I can you a get list. I take it your planning on staying in town a while? Merle's Shut-Eye is the only motel in the town. It's just down Main street a couple of blocks. It's a decent enough place." says the Sheriff Oakley. He hands you his business card. "Give my office a call in about 2 hours. I should have those names for you by then."
 


Solomon puts a hand out to Sherriff Oakley. "Okay, we'll go get checked in, and come back to see you in a little while. Unless you need nothing else, Andrews?"
 

"Just a coffee." Andrews says half joking. He scribbles down a note about the municipal airport, and climbs into the passanger seat of the rental.
 

Gomez said:
Mary's Dinner
Groversville, Tenn.




"Well honey! An't you a slick one." She says with a smile. "I don't think my boyfriend Earl would like that very much!" She motions over to the burly cook working in the kitchen.

"I see your boyfriend, and raise you one frighteningly fit Russian ballerina of a wife." He sighs wistfully. "Of course, we are presently seperated, but I still have the memories to keep me on the path of celibacy. And the bruises. And the smashed remains of my antique shot glass collection..."


Just before Mabel leaves she stops and turns back to Rook. "Come to think of it there was another guy around asking about UFO's about a week and a half ago. I think he was a writer for some UFO magazine or newsletter."

"Interesting," says Rook quietly. "Either his name or the magazine's would be handy. And possibly your friend's address..."
 

Merle's-Shut Eye Motel

You arrive at a smallish twelve-room motel. A woman in her earily thirties checks you in. "Here is your room key. Room #8. I hope you enjoy your stay."
 

As they check in the motel room, Andrews reevaluates their position. "OK, if we're dealing with this Sheriff, we've gotta stick to the drug angle." he says, "Remember, we're not on a high profile murder case here, doors won't open quite as easily. Keep it relevant with this guy, everything else, well, we'll keep it discreet and come up with an excuse if he asks." He lights a cigarette and says, "I hope the Knoxville office knows some judges around here. Never know when you'll need a warrant. Til' then, I want to talk to Marty Franks at the airport. The fact that he hasn't seen anything is probably because he hasn't thought to look. Let's plant that seed." he says, smashing out his cigarette in the motel room ashtray.
 

Solomon nods approvingly. "That sounds good, Andrews - do you want to combine a decoy flight with some aerial surveilance, or just send him up and down?"*

*That's asssuming of course I was reading your post right - my brain is a little fried. Were you suggesting sending a suspicious looking plane up to support the idea of drug flights in the area?
 

"I'm not looking for surveillance of the county," he says, "I just want his eye on the sky. But I guess we could charter a flight once we map out the suspicious locations"
 

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