George Ramsey hadn't read anything like his sons notebooks before and felt amazed at the insights and ashamed that he'd never realised just how much Charles must have been following his, George's own research.
At least thats how it looked, at first, until as he continued to puzzle over the almost illegible scrawl and enigmatic diagrams, it began to dawn on him that Charles had been following his own lines of enquiry.
Faraday, diamagnetism? What the hell was he trying to prove? Thought George who had to turn to his reference library to remind himself of some of the terms mentioned.
I'm going to need some help with this stuff, I should try looking up some of the lads Bob Watt ought to be able to give me some ideas. They had met more than once during the war as their paths crossed what with magnetic mines, huff duff and radar needing all hands on deck when speed was of the essence and Winstons 'action this day' notes were a constant spur.
Belatedly George began to see that his son had possibly come up with a scheme that might prove the validity of his space craft drive even though it was merely a working model but even so. What about that enigmatic cat, it was no ordinary feline, it seemed to have the ability to disappear without trace and reappear at awkward moments though he'd managed to keep it away from Charles notes and diagrams so far, he was sure that was what it had been looking for the night he surprised it.
The mediator for its part felt pity for the hapless man attempting to discover what had happened to his son.
It had complete discretion to do what was best to solve the problem including terminating the man if it seemed expedient.
The problem was bigger than it appeared because the boys disappearance had nothing to do with his electronic assembly except that by sheer accident it had generated an emergency rescue signal meant for operatives only.
Or so it had first appeared but perhaps the electro magnetic assembly had more to it than at first appeared, the man was never leaving the laboratory now so the mediator had no opportunity to examine it more closely and if it could only see the assembly notes the man was so assiduously keeping hidden.
George was unaware that he kept up a running commentary on his thoughts by soliloquizing constantly (what Helen called talking to himself but alright what was wrong with that?)
From this unwitting source of information the mediator had already gathered some very unsettling clues as to the construction of the apparatus and now it seemed his subject was about to enlist technical assistance from other scientists. Between them they could possibly find out what the boy had intended and make it work.
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