Joe’s thoughts raced. What did this man know about his dad? If Phobos had been involved with his father’s murder, he’d kill him where he sat. He made a calculated glance at the machine gun, wondering if it was loaded and if he could get to it in time. Otherwise a lightning quick fist to the throat was possible from here. He’d crush the man’s esophagus and break his freaking neck. "What do you mean, you owe my dad? What do you know about his death?"

"Your father, Lieutenant Colonel Clarence Ryback, is remembered with high esteem among our group. If it hadn’t been for his insight and willingness to hide the Nibiruan Key, there’s a good chance none of us would be here now. So we’re doing this for him. As for you, you might say we’ve accepted destiny’s induction of you into our private army."