She’s in the middle of the Array, watching everything happen at once. Heart’s driver is dropping her off at the street entrance in an hour. Club’s submarine is a blip on the local sonar, and could surface any minute. Spade is in the lounge, making drinks.
Diamond doesn’t have any trouble keeping track of the three dozen monitors, the readouts and charts, even if she is just a little distracted by the red box.
The red box is a global display, and on it there is a bright dot. Below, in huge white letters:
SIGNATURE IDENTIFIED: WILDCARD
LAST KNOWN LOCATION