The Eve of Abounding Wickedness by Mark Spaid

Author:Mark Spaid [Spaid, Mark]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wasteland Press
Published: 2019-11-30T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SEVENTEEN

“Dr. Peabody, I’ve been waiting for days for some good news,” Kleinschmidt said.

“And, I’ve been anxious to give you some.”

“You have none then?”

“No, I’ve made progress. I now have the first sequence programmed into the computer.”

“So, what’s the next step?”

“I wait for the computer to work through the math and arrive at the second sequence.”

“How long?”

“A day, maybe more, then I have to input the second sequence and go from there.”

“When can we test the weapon?”

“Maybe within a week.”

“You may not have that long.”

“Do I have to remind you that the Manhattan project took three years to find the bomb.”

“So, you’ve said.”

“And something else. Not to disparage those great men who worked on the bomb but their work was kid’s stuff compared to what I’m up against. They sought to reach up, take part of the Sun and bring it down to Earth and explode it and they did that. On the other hand, I have to solve the Universe and mind you at the point of a gun.” Kleinschmidt stood staring at Warren for a few moments then turned away. Warren wasn’t sure if he might swing around with a revolver and end it.

“Very well, Dr. Peabody, we’ll give it a week then see where you are.”

“Good,” Warren said and Kleinschmidt left. Warren sat down on a stool and breathed again. “I’m sweating like a racehorse. Boy, that guy scares me, every time I see him. He’s fierce and domineering or is it because I’m an abject coward. But I have a titanium leg and those people should be treated gingerly. I can’t run like I used to and I’m naturally timid because of my handicap.” He sat for a few minutes then started laughing. “Warren, you were always timid; scared of your own shadow and as a matter of record, you could never run. The first day in high school in P.E. everyone had to run two laps and you took three steps, tripped over…nothing and fell sprawled out on the cinder track. You were cut to pieces and cried in the nurses office. The other freshmen saw you crying and you were instantly named Crybaby Warren for four years. You’re a big chicken; just admit it and move on to something else. You have no physical prowess and never will. You have a solid mind for physics and your math skills are exceptional. You’ll have to be happy with that. You’ll never win the marathon unless you ride in a car like that woman in 1904 then get out at the last minute and cross the finish line first because everyone else was running. Hey, maybe I could perfect a life-sized teleportation device and send myself across the finish line in two seconds.” He chuckled at that but only for a moment or two. “Okay, now you have a week to show some results or Kleinschmidt could get really ugly.” He went back to work on his latest equations. He was actually very close but he

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