Within a minute, Chip had divided the Square into zones, drawn a search chart, and added three boxes labeled CHECK AGAIN.

“Lamppost, flowerbeds, bench, stone path,” he said, moving faster than the plan could keep up.

Socks stayed beside the device, checking the empty fitting and the bottom of his tool tray.

Chef Crumbs followed Chip’s route at a steadier pace and looked into the places Chip had only glanced at.

Mo took a sip.

“You’re all looking where you already looked.”

Chip stopped just long enough to add another check mark.

“Good. That means the system is working.”