Detective Lena Cross stared at her screen, her report half-finished. The witness’s name was José Muñoz . Every time she typed the ‘u’, she got a ‘ü’. The ‘n’ gave her ‘ñ’. The quotation marks had vanished entirely, replaced by odd glyphs like ^ and ¨ .

Somehow, her keyboard language had been magically swapped from to Spanish (Spain) .

“Not again,” she muttered. Her cat, Pixel, had been walking on her keyboard again.