Book 3 Chapter 44: Rube Goldberg Machine

Book 3 Chapter 44: Rube Goldberg Machine

Bill and Jeb worked with a number of circuits and machinery spread out across a table. They were putting pieces together, soldering, and occasionally flipping switches on and off. Id read about something that existed in the old world, before the bombs fell, called a rube-goldberg machine. They were machines meant to perform a simple task that did so in the most convoluted way possible. A very old world concept. Nowadays, things needed to be practical, machines were made for purpose, not for fun, and the entire point of them was to accomplish something as quickly and efficiently as possible, often the alternative was death. It had probably been a few hundred years since someone had made a machine that was purposefully obtuse, but here we were, at the first step with our own rube-goldberg machine.

This device will allow you to detect whoever had the most contact with those speakers? I asked. Bill had set up near the town square and a number of people were passing by.

He looked at me, his glasses obscuring his eyes. Yep.

Jeb put down his soldering gun. It actually detects the number of transverse waves that have passed through a person using a-

I held up my hand. Thats enough. I dont need details. Details could easily damn us if someone heard them. How much longer do you think it will take?

Mostly done today. More work in the morning and it should be ready, said Bill.

I nodded. You know, with all the work youve been doing here, we might need to find you a new sign for a second location in Medina.

Bill stopped working. Good idea. He started working again.

I nodded to them, and marked the device for special delivery so I could keep track of it. The rube goldberg plot had been kicked off, now was the time to go through the remaining convoluted steps. I took a deep breath and located the Khan, Atlan, and Leroy in the same spot, along with Nix, Mercy and a few others. It seemed that some kind of plotting was under way. That worked for me, meant that I could tell everyone at once.

I made my way to the Khan and his allies meeting area. There was no need for introductions or even hellos at this point. Wed all been in each others midst relatively constantly since the siege had been broken.

I went directly to the Khan, who was silently listening to Carmila, list off the status of vehicles in his fleet and the state of resources to keep them repaired. He waited for her to finish, nodded, then looked at me expectantly.

Remember how you mentioned creating a device to discover who planted the devices? I asked.

The Khan nodded.

Turns out Bill can do exactly that, and hes almost done.

Really? asked the Khan, incredulous.

I was surprised too, but he says itll be ready by the morning.

Is he some kind of wizard? asked Leroy.

Bastien nodded, A Hoodoo practitioner, eh?

I saw a raised eyebrow from Mercy and the others there as well.

I shook my head. Its all science. I trust him on it. He was able to identify which gun shot the Khan and create a device to detect the speakers. At this point, Id be surprised if he said there was something he couldnt do.

Id set all the pieces in motion, so I found a nice piece of leftover battlement, took a deep breath, and started tracking everyone who came near the device by scent. With all the complicated steps out of the way, now came the completion of the simple task.

It was very late at night when the device was moved. I could smell the person moving it, and was surprised at who it was for a moment, before the reasoning behind their actions clicked in my mind. I saw the Special Delivery marking vanish as the package was destroyed. It had been placed in a makeshift workshop off of one of the garages for storage.

Terrible work postman! Youve failed to perform the primary goal of your job 'Delivery! You receive no patriot points! Failure to do your job is a weakness of character!

I stood up, and began walking toward the device's destroyer. I was in no rush, they almost certainly wouldnt leave the city. I got within a block of them when I realized that they were headed to where Bill and Jeb were bunking, a small former brothel near the edge of town. That made sense. As far as the saboteur knew, they were the only two who could make such a device. If they destroyed it, but those two lived then it wouldnt matter. They could simply build another one.

Before they reached the brothel, I turned down an alley to cut them off, and waited until they were about to pass me. I stepped out of the darkness between the buildings and into the path of Baal.

Headed somewhere? I asked.

I saw his eyes dart around. Atlan requested I check the status of her bike.

Before dawn? On the opposite side of Medina from where the Garages are?

He was silent, clearly thinking over his options.

You broke the device.

He didnt answer, which was fine, it was a statement rather than a question.

You didnt have to do that, you know, I said, smiling in a way that showed all of my teeth. The device didnt work. There was no way to detect who had been placing those speakers.

Baals face scrunched up in something between rage and confusion.

It was just bait. I appreciate you taking it though.

He let out a kind of groan.

Alright. You can come quietly, or you can fight and lose.

He was a large man, but in that moment he made himself small, seeming to surrender to the inevitability.

I nodded, and approached to search him for weapons.

When I got close, he went to bring something out of his coat. I froze him before he could complete the movement. I sighed, opened his coat, and saw what looked to be a modified las-pistols with a massive barrel. I peeled it from his waist and holstered it. Before he unfroze I drove a punch into his gut, holding back to keep from killing him, but putting in enough force to lift him off the ground and wind him. After that I grabbed him by the collar and started dragging him through town. I checked my notifications. A simple task completed, my Rube Goldberg Machine had worked.