A new page loaded. It showed a live satellite view of a place she didn't recognize—a narrow pier at night, water black as ink, a single lit window in a distant boathouse. A timestamp in the corner read:
But in the downloads folder, a new file waited, timestamped just now: koi-private-browser-v1.2.6.zip
koi-private-browser-v1.2.7.zip
Then, a knock at the garage door.
She typed fast: /home/mira/our_first_photo.jpg A new page loaded