Natalia Patratskaya - Ruby Chef. Prose in English

Suddenly there was a feeling that the engine was working, but not a car, but a jet. Andrei Georgievich felt a wiggle, then as if he had been taken off the ground. There was a feeling of flight and fear of uncertainty. Soon the light appeared. He slapped his forehead, realizing that he was inside a cargo plane, immediately saw Aphrodite herself! Who would doubt it.

“Andrei Georgievich, get out of the car,” said the charming lady, smiling at the dazzling whiteness of her teeth, radiating streams of penetrating light from her eyes.

Andrei Georgievich left his unreliable shelter and joined Lady Aphrodite. They left the cargo hold of the aircraft and found themselves in a pretty sweet cabin.

Mrs. Aphrodite explained:

– We are flying on a dormant volcano. Why do you need to go to the sea if you can relax on the warm slope of a volcano? Do not worry, Andrei Georgievich, next to the volcano there is a mountain range with a beautiful mountain river. I have a small portable house, it is transported on a cargo plane and put where I need it. I must be in the center of the earth’s crust. The aircraft is reliable, with a large supply of fuel. It will hang in the right place, releasing the propeller from itself and launching it.

Soon the plane hovered in the roar of the propellers. Andrei Georgievich’s hoofs were shaking from resentment, precisely from resentment at his own powerlessness. He could not do anything with this powerful woman, commanding all the cataclysms of the crust. He rode to the sea, and he was thrown on a volcano. Lafa.

The house was quite tolerable for life with biological amenities. Moreover, Mrs. Aphrodite made him crawl and climb on the surface of the volcano, saying that his feet and hands should be used so that they do not hurt. But they simply languished from unusual muscle pain.

So what to do? Senior teams must be performed. What Aphrodite did in the volcano is unknown, Andrei Georgievich had a feeling that she was talking to the spirit of the volcano. After a week-long volcanic holiday, they left the hospitable volcano, which soon earned, as the media wrote and said.

Andrei Georgievich did not lag behind the media, he designed his stay on the volcano with a creative mission and became a hero of a scientific institute. He is the only one in the world who predicted the eruption of this particular volcano.

Rimma was not surprised that Chief Andrei Georgievich once again showed the wonders of insight. He did not let her at all to the topic of volcanoes, so it was difficult for her to judge his scientific feat.

Rimme was given problems of moving plates on the ocean floor, which are located far from the coast. In these places, the huge waves did not bother anyone, and her predictions were of little concern to anyone.

Rimma became a free girl. Sits, works. The winter outside is not worse than in the north. He thinks, maybe go on a cruise? What keeps her in one place? She does not have a passport and a foreign companion. And she went the way of single women: she began to buy and read romance novels. If the novel is successful, then over the weekend one book can be read, from love novels, it was transferred to female detective stories. Been reading novels! Rested without a cruise. Thoughts about the trip disappeared by themselves. And she immediately calmed down, the second time I felt the emptiness around me. Everything, I decided, it’s time to become a man, and simpler – a woman.

I remembered that there is a solarium. Once a week I went to be illuminated with light from a huge number of lamps. Tanned a bit. Then she went to the hairdresser for ten facial massages. Her appearance has changed slightly. Loneliness is a dreary thing. The artist agreed to paint her portrait. Again a few sessions – and she is in the portrait. Go to the north though…

Information about the rocket appears on the computer. Over the past three years, this is the ninth failure. Rima read the news about the fall of the rocket, she re-read about the fall of eight missiles.

Thoughts of two appeared: either the space developers lost their ability to launch, or someone systematically causes missiles to harm at the start, or before the launch.

The city of Stepnoy is located on the banks of a gorgeous river, the place is beautiful, so people live in the city very smart. There is a technical institute in the city, where wonderful specialists teach and advanced students study. Rimma herself studied at this institute, and she knows who is now studying in it. One must also remember that rockets are made in one country, and they are launched on the territory of another country.

There is no need to quarrel between countries, but it is precisely that which happens when someone from a series of well-educated people wanted to get money is possible. That is the motive for the crime. The Internet has generated widespread communication between people; information, previously well-classified, has ceased to be secret number 1. In theory, no one should know anything about missiles, about the time of their launch.

Rimma can imagine how the rockets themselves are designed and manufactured. Constructors and developers are no longer becoming every year, the frames accumulated over the years have retired. New developers are sometimes cut off from the design archives. Previously, secrecy was above all else, which prevented the dissemination of accumulated knowledge.

Consequently, spaces in the manufacture of spacecraft are possible. And she knows how to verify the making of a spacecraft.

Rimma visits the factory – a ship collector under the guise of a designer. She talks to technologists and developers. She stands at the machine tools, she attends the board making workshops, she is looking for gaps in production. She is looking for those who could accidentally or deliberately harm.

The very manufacture of engines, which are often blamed for cosmic catastrophes, is not very familiar to her, but she is looking for people who understand this problem. Fuel, its quantity and quality, but here everything can be checked. It seems that the entire fabrication of a spacecraft is covered in solid mystery. Rimma unwinds any secret for little clues.

And finds a group of people. Friends of the institute, there are five of them. They need money for human whims, but the salaries of engineers do not suit them. They speak languages, they know how to find in the network all the information about factories working for space. They themselves understand the technique.

Four guys and one girl united in a union called Turquoise. Rimma is looking for and finding them. She learns about the fate of the girl, through her goes to the four guys who have found support outside the two countries associated with the development and launch of spacecraft.

The girl looks ordinary, wears turquoise. The guys on the rings – turquoise, this is their distinguishing mark. Turquoise is a symbol of the sky, into which spacecraft should not take off, in their opinion. Unexpected support was found by a group of people “Turquoise” among the believing elders, who looked like poor but rich in soul. The elders have a strange power of influence on people, these are veiled psychics. Rimma visited one of the sponsors of the group “Turquoise”, whose goal was not to let the spacecraft to God, that is, to the sky.

The group “Turquoise” has found sponsors among those who wanted to humiliate the company “Rus”, launching the spacecraft. Rimma found those who for three years did not let the ships take off. There are streams of rain on the windows, in this weather no one flies. Before the rain, the birds flew through the windows and flew around the room with rage until Rimma let them out through the window.

The group “Turquoise” took into the development of powerful hands of special people. But the tenth spacecraft did not take off.