Chapter 7

“I know college classes are supposed to be hard, but here’s a class that looks like fun!” exclaimed Cooper. He had stopped walking so quickly that Mr. C almost ran into him. The Trackers had been roaming the hallways of the Biomedical Engineering Building, searching for another one of Dr. Newton’s clues. Cooper pressed his nose against the large window read more

“Don’t mind the mess,” Dr. G said. Then he gestured toward the lab tables. “My students didn’t have a chance to clean up before they left today. They have been engaged in the creative process, and sometimes it can get a little out of hand.” “We see that!” Maya exclaimed.  The lab tables were filled with all kinds of materials, read more

For the next few minutes, the Trackers wandered around the lab and examined the students’ work. One prosthesis was constructed from the blocks of wood. The students had painted it with a pattern so that it appeared lifelike. It was just the right size, but.... “This one looks a little clunky and heavy,” Maya said. “So it might be hard read more

Then Maya said, “Hey, right there!” in a near-shriek. She was pointing to a large chart hanging on the wall of the lab. “The Periodic Table of Elements,” Jamal said in pure adoration. “That’s so cool....” “It certainly is,” Dr. G replied. “The Periodic Table lists all the chemical properties of every element known to humankind. The atomic numbers tell read more

And now Pascal was smiling, too—for the first time since they met him. “The Newton Center for Applied Mathematics!” he said with a laugh that seemed to come out on its own. “Where everything is supposed to be happening today!!!” “And that,” Mr. C said, spreading his hands wide, “is where I’ll bet your boss is waiting. Because I think read more