Before we begin, do you understand that your function here is merely to
record my words, and not to speak unless invited to do so?"
"Yes," said Mandi.
Cade had been examining the side of his camera. He bumped it once with the
heel of his hand, listened to it for a moment, then looked up and nodded as he
said, "Sure."
"Are you having difficulties with your camera?"
"Well, it seems okay now. Your guy, there, may have yanked something too
hard while he was messing with it."
"Are you sure it will work properly? Do you need another?"
Holding the camera up and aiming at the ceiling, Cade pulled the trigger. A
red 'record' light came on at the front.
"Looks like it's working now," said Cade. "I couldn't get the one I wanted
to use for this. Somebody probably has it out on the loop, shooting traffic
footage or..."
"Quiet!" snapped Marjeel. Turning to Mandi, he asked, "Are you ready to
begin?"
"Yes," said Mandi, thumbing the mike's 'on' switch.
"Yeah. Locked and loaded," said Cade, patting the camera.
His comment drew narrow glances from Marjeel and one of the other
terrorists, which likely meant that the one who'd ignored his words hadn't
understood the term.
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