Rs Logix =link= -

Dale traced the logic back. Upstream. Upstream further. Through a seal-in branch. Through a motor overload relay tag. Through a safety interlock from the cage door that should have been welded shut ten years ago.

So he did what he’d been avoiding. He climbed the rickety stairs to the mezzanine, wiped his hands on his jeans, and sat in front of the only thing that could save or damn the night: a dust-coated laptop running . rs logix

Dale closed the laptop. He didn’t save the rung comments or write a report. He just whispered to the glowing screen, “Good girl.” Dale traced the logic back