What?" I said, suspicion starting to rise in me. "When did they start coming...

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.