“Lights… green lights… not real bright, kind of dull… like, I don’t know… kind of like the lights were turned down so as not to attract attention. They were hovering and then… they just vanished.”
Harry rubbed his chin. “Did you go check out the field?”
Logan nodded. “Last night, but I couldn’t see anything in the darkness. I went back this morning, but I didn’t see any signs of disturbance – no scorched grass, no strange holes in the ground – nothing.”
There was a full minute of silence before Harry spoke again. “So, what do you want us to do, Mr. Logan?”
“I’m not sure,” Logan said with a shrug. “I guess I was hoping to find an explanation, as much as anything.”
Harry looked at Bertie. “Have you seen any mention of UFO sightings on social media?”
She shook her head. “None, but some people would hesitate to mention it, for fear of being mocked.”
“Keep a close eye on things for the rest of the day,” he said, “and keep me informed.”
Bertie nodded and Harry faced their visitor again. “Mr. Logan, I want you to keep this quiet for now. Don’t tell anyone else about it.”
Logan got quickly to his feet. “You don’t believe me. I’m not surprised. I’m sorry to bother you.”
“Mr. Logan,” Harry said quietly. “Please sit down.” Logan sat and Harry continued. “I don’t think you saw an alien craft, but I do believe you saw something. What concerns me is that it could be a person – or persons – up to no good. The dull lights you saw could have been a reflection of something that was happening on the ground.”
Logan stared at him. “But, if someone is planning something criminal, wouldn’t that be a job for the police?”
Harry nodded. “It would… IF we knew that’s what it was. However, we need more information. That’s why I want you to keep it to yourself, at least for now. We don’t want whoever was responsible to know their lights were seen. Okay?”
A smile crossed Logan’s face as he nodded. “I haven’t even told my wife. She was asleep when I got in last night and ready to leave when I got up this morning… some all-day retreat for church ladies in the area. She probably would have said I need my eyes checked and thought no more of it anyway.”
“I’ll check out the area for myself,” Harry said. “And I want you to keep an eye out for a re-appearance. If you see the lights again, call me right away.” He handed Logan a card with his cell number.
Logan put the card in the top pocket of his red plaid shirt. “I’ll do that. Thanks for believing me. And now, I have a load of wood to be sawed and stored for the fireplace this winter.”
As the door closed behind Logan, Bertie turned to Harry. “Do you really think he saw a UFO?”
Harry chuckled. “No little green men with big eyes, but I do think he saw something.”
