"We're tracking him now, at least," Yamato says. "I don't know if he's figured out that we are, but it's safe to say he knows it's a possibility. But the satellite's got enough of a good look at the signal he gives off and the dark matter signature that goes with it that it can track him even through the ambient radio noise of the city now."

He pauses, rubbing a hand through his hair. "I can look over the place he's in and come up with a plan of attack," he says. "I mean, if you trust me to."