The man's lips curled into a small, knowing smile. "You're planning something clever, aren't you?"
JJ didn't answer, instead moving toward the section reserved for care packages. Blue darted ahead of her, already flitting through the shelves of items available to them, scanning for the right pieces.
As Blue zipped around the room, JJ started speaking, mostly to herself, but loud enough for the man to hear. "We need something subtle... something that Ty will understand without tipping anyone else off." She scanned the various items laid out before her, her fingers brushing across a few potential tools before pausing over a compass.
"This one," JJ muttered, lifting the compass carefully and inspecting the details. "It's not broken—it's just off." She turned it slightly in her hand, watching as the needle wavered, struggling to point north. "The needle's been tampered with, shifted slightly so it doesn't point to true north anymore."
