Jane-in-the-box watched the different faces of her virtual cube. The riveted stainless steel box rotated around her as she shifted points of view in order to keep track of the runners. She alternated between Axler’s headcamera, showing the view through her scuba mask—the blue depths of the Mediterranean disappearing below—and Dhin’s awareness in the helo. The inputs from Ryan and Talon were blank since they had removed their tacticom units and entered the chateau.