Jade moved the small table twice before the next image loaded.
First she pulled it away from Mason's reflection. Then she shifted it out of Mara's corner of the frame. The third place wedged it between the cot and the vending machine, crooked but useful, so she kept it there.
She set one paper cup near Mara, one near Rose, and angled the tablet against a stack of folded coats.
Mason slept through the scrape of table legs with one knee bent under the coat. Kieran watched the cot first and the screen second.
That was the correct order.
Jade checked the tablet glass before she checked the feed. No cot. No blanket edge. No dinosaur tail. Only the table, the cups, and Waddell's sleeve cutting off one corner like a bad photograph.
The tablet tried to make the lockbox larger.
Jade turned the screen away from Mason before the image finished loading. Waddell blocked the camera with his shoulder and left the excuse unsaid.
He had been doing that for eleven minutes.
