"$*!(!" I say, pressing a hand to my forehead. I need to get Osborn out of the way before history goes and repeats itself. I pull out the handheld computer that picks up all of the tracers' signals, and I press it into his hand.

"Give that to Teddy," I tell him, and it's a damn good thing I hold just as much sway as Eli. "I'm putting you two on shepherding duty."