Genie and Engineer 1: The Engineer Wizard by Glenn Michaels

Author:Glenn Michaels
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: tv references, the genie and engineer, Magic, Sword & Sorcery, AIs, Science Fiction & Fantasy, scifi, demons, glenn michaels, Fantasy, Wizards, Adventure, Paranormal & Urban, engineers, Science Fiction, historical figures, Literature & Fiction
ISBN: 1508419078
Published: 2015-02-09T07:00:00+00:00

NINETEEN

Tampico, Mexico

Airborne

January

Tuesday, 1:24 p.m. CST

Leveling off at 150 feet, Paul throttled back to maintain a speed of 60 mph. The air rushing past him was stinging the skin on his hand and face, forcing him to keep his speed low.

There were a couple of items of business to be taken care of.

“In the name of HAL 9000, Robby the Robot, and Jarvis, let a portion of my mind be compartmentalized to control the spells needed for the fusion process.”

Instantly, Paul felt his mind freed of that task.

“In the name of Romulan warbirds, F22 fighters, and Minbari WarCruisers, let my image not reflect radar on any frequency band.”

There! Paul would be harder to detect and follow now.

He grinned like a possum at his new invention. Hmm, by all rights, it needed a proper name.

“I hereby dub thee the Broom.”

He noted with concern that it was harder to maintain proper balance on the Broom than it had been on the flying blanket. The seating was not nearly as comfortable, either. Nevertheless, he felt a greater sense of power with the Broom.

He needed some distance from Tampico, from any possible pursuit, so he banked left, to an easterly course, and almost immediately went “feet wet,” passing the beach beneath him. Ahead, he could see a freighter sailing away from the city. And people on the ship could see him, too, apparently. As he passed it, he could hear wild screaming from the figures on board and see arms waving, bodies jumping up and down. He waved back with the stump of his left arm.

He realized that he could go faster if the air pressure was less.

Raising his angle of attack and throttling up the Broom’s thrust to compensate, Paul watched the sea below him fall away.

Throttling a little more, he swung his course gently toward the north. Hopefully, he was now far enough out at sea that his use of magic could not be detected. Since there were only a thousand or so joules involved in all his spells combined (the thrust was provided by fusion power, not magic), Paul felt confident that he was undetectable. Well, reasonably so.

The Broom took him onward.

Paul understood that eventually, the heat of the fusion drive would prove to be too much for the carbon steel of the eight-inch pipe and the piece of ship’s plate that formed the thrust chamber. They would melt or crack apart. So far, the metal was holding, but the thrust temperature was running pretty hot. The question would be what would happen first? That Paul reached the United States or that the Broom died?

He would have to keep an eye on the steel. If it looked like it was getting ready to fail, he would head back to the coastline, even if he was still on the Mexican side of the border.

• • • •

At roughly 20,000 foot altitude, his speed was nearly 200 mph. But he was growing tired, his arm muscles sore, his rear-end aching from pressing against the 2×6, and he had only been at it for a little over an hour.

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