Chapter Fourteen
Wrenches clanged and rang, and the smells of grease and engine oil were in the air, but Joel couldn’t bring himself to care. He wasn’t interested in tinkering. Maybe for the first time in his life, his attention was held more firmly by something other than spare parts and disassembled machines.
“Dude, are you gonna help?” Reggie’s face was smeared black, and his thumbs were swollen from where he’d smashed them with a hammer while trying to pound the new engine pieces into place. “I have no idea what I’m doing.”
They’d stripped the amusement park of useful tech in half a day. They’d emptied the machine shop of all its hardware. They’d pried the metal plating off any of the rides they could. And they’d pulled the engine out of Rolling Thunder, the biggest ride in the park
