“Iggy nodded. “I’m bummed we couldn’t use Big Boy,” he said. “But I don’t want to waste it. We have to actually see them first. I mean, you do.”“Maybe tomorrow,” the Gasman said encouragingly. “We’ll go see what havoc we’ve wreaked.”“Wrought.”

“What?" I said, suspicion starting to rise in me. "When did they start coming after you?""Was it— was it after the oil-slick Hummer crash?" the Gasman asked Iggy tentatively. My eyes widened. Oil-slick Hummer crash?Iggy rubbed his chin, thinking. "Or maybe it was more— after the bomb," the Gasman said in a low voice, looking down. "I think it was the bomb," Iggy agreed. "That definitely seemed to tick them off.”

“When did they start coming after you?”“Was it—was it after the oil- slick Hummer crash?” the Gasman asked Iggy tentatively.My eyes widened. Oil-slick Hummer crash?Iggy rubbed his chin, thinking.“Or maybe it was more---after the bomb,” the Gasman said in a low voice, looking down.“I think it was the bomb,” Iggy agreed. “That definitely seemed to tick them off.”“Bomb?” I asked incredulously.”

“I want to be able to see stuff," Iggy said. "Like I used to, when I was little. And I want to be able to totally kick Jeb's butt.”

“He's gonna be fine," I confirmed.Can we see him?" Iggy asked.Ig, I hate to break it to you, but you're blind.”

“Don’t be afraid.”“I hear voices,” Iggy said. “Be very afraid.”

“I want to do it too!" (sitting motionless)Nudge: "Nope, you stand out like a fart in a church."Max: (muttering) "Appropriately enough."Iggy: "What about me?" (stands still)Max: "No, you're visible."Iggy: "Am not!"Max: (throws a pinecone at him) "Could I do that if I wouldn't see you?”