The entire platform shook violently and there was a deafening roar. Barbara tried to roll away from the oncoming blade. She stretched so hard that she felt like she had almost pulled one arm out of it’s socket. Something hit her with force and then she felt the cold sting of sharp metal impact her about half way up her rib cage.
Everything went silent. Barbara wondered if she was dead. Then she decided that if there was a heaven she would not have this whatever it was on top of her! Barbara peeked out of one eye and was absolutely sure now. This could not be heaven because that thing on top of her was Jake Barton.
He looked down at her. Their eyes met. They stared at each other for a moment. Then Jake asked her, “was that a joke? You actually have a sense of humor?”
Jake looked as if he smelled another trap but he asked, “like what?”
“Sorry,” he grunted as he rolled off of her. He went no further than beside Barbara where he made himself comfortable and even rested his head on her outstretched arm. Then he explained, “that’s where I landed when that thing hit the wood. Oh, and one other thing Barbara, YOU’RE FUCKING WELCOME!”
Jake rose up to a sitting position and did not seem to be in any particular hurry to do it. Then he looked back down at her and said, “why Miss Reilly, you look embarrassed.” Her chin tightened and she turned her head. It could not hide the fact that her cheeks were blood red. Jake laughed as he rolled over. Then he groaned in pain and commented, “I am definitely getting too old to be doing this kind of thing anymore.”
“Well well,” came Roger’s voice. “So you managed to rescue the fair maiden after all, Jake. Too bad it won’t do you any good.”
Barbara crossed her arms and her legs and looked nervously around as she told Jake, “do you think it’s really wise to annoy him? I mean, I know you can’t help being that way but, do you have to try so hard?”
Roger’s voice pointed out, “the oxygen is still running out Jake. You have no way out and I’m afraid you’ve just traded
Barbara’s quick death for a slow and painful one.”
Barbara slid closer to Jake. With her arms still crossed she poked him with a single finger and reminded him about the pit of spikes they were currently surrounded by, “we can’t even get to the doors unless you happen to have another pendulum handy.”
The computer kept right on gloating, “and I wouldn’t put too much stock in your friend Norm. That’s right Jake, I’m afraid your little plan with the jamming device failed. It never worked. Norm is just hiding out in the foyer right now. He never could find my core.”
Jake hit the call button for Norm and then asked him, “is it clear?”
“That’s good news and yeah we‘re both fine, by the way, so thank you very much,” Jake replied. Then he added, “now I’m going to need you to find a ladder or something and…” The floor covers for the pit started extending back into place. Jake changed his mind, “never mind. We’ll be there in a minute.”
Barbara was not sure why this was making her nervous. At this point just about everything was and that included what should have been good news. She inched even closer to Jake as the floor stopped moving and they had a clear path to all of the various tunnels. She asked him with no small amount of tension, “what’s happening?”
Roger’s voice did not sound so much upset as it did confused, “that’s not in any of my command lines! How did you do that? How are you talking on that phone? I can stop all unauthorized wireless traffic in my facility. Wait a minute, I saw you destroy both of your phones. Yes Jake, I saw everything you did at the bottom of the service shaft. You think you’re smart but you are just leading yourself to your own doom.”
“Like I said,” Jake told her. “That’s just a computer. It’s not a he it’s an it.”
“Actually I didn’t,” Jake told her. “Roger did it, sort of. He left two phones in a desk drawer up in the study. They couldn’t call out but that’s not what they for. He left a paper with them explaining how to use them.”
“Remembering things, “Jake called out to it, “ain’t always being smart Hal. Your problem is that if somebody else plays a different game you not only can’t play, you don’t even know it’s being played. That’s exactly what we did, play you.”
“Oh,” Jake waved it off. “Each one had a mico-drive in it with part of a code. It was a worm, a computer virus. We had to get it in the main junction box without chips and clips figuring out what we were doing. So I made up a bullshit story and then Norm led him on a wild goose chase.” Barbara had an astonished look on her face so Jake told her, “hey don’t look it me. It was Roger’s idea. He just couldn’t get to the box before gas bag started farting.”
Jake nodded to Barbara, “let’s get out of here, I’m hungry. Think we could stop off for some Foo King on the way back?”
A minute later, all three were walking down the front steps of the mansion. They stopped when they reached the station’s four by four that Barbara had driven over here. She began searching her pockets as Norm studied the sky and said, “looks like the weather is finally clearing.”
Jake sighed, “well if you dropped them in that pit you can forget me.”
Norm pointed to one of the other two vehicles parked along the drive, “he must still be inside. That’s his car.”
A series of small explosions began shaking the ground. The constant roar began growing into a much larger one and when the first of the windows blew out in flames, the three Rangers jumped for cover behind a nearby wall. There was a loud creaking sound that went on for what seemed like an eternity. It was followed by huge crash.
Norm joined her in surveying the damage. He would not get much higher over the wall than eye level. He commented, “yeah well I don’t think it’s funny. Come to think of it, nothing about this night was very funny.”
There was yet another crashing sound only this one was closer. It also sounded more like twisting metal and shattering glass. When all three slowly raised back up they were greeted by the sight of Barbara’s vehicle. It was not only smashed but, almost ripped in half.
“Yep,” was all Jake decided to say. The pendulum blade had a pretty definitive shape, even when it was twisted and warped as it was now. It had gone through the four by four and was now embedded in the concrete drive beneath it.
Well done, very well done indeed!
Thank you for sharing it with us. I cannot wait for your next Colonial Rangers Tale.
Toomerlot