Myron Westchester (no code name known) gives some lip to Erik Mahren in a class. “Which Marines? The real ones, or the American ones?” The smarmy Brit voice belonged to Myron Westchester, a boy long on mouth and short on common sense. “Push.” Erik simply pointed to the ground in front of him. “Anyone else have any questions about my qualifications?” As Westchester began his push-ups, Erik helpfully stood on his shoulders, to give the Exemplar-3 boy a challenge.