"Now for the bad news, Jack said to Caydance, while Griff continued to study, one by one, eleven playbooks from the 1982 Cal football season. "Yesterday I visited the University Archivist. I did not discuss my visit with Sido or with you, and in the time honored tradition of agents, I did not call ahead. I expected her to be older. Instead, she is an attractive woman maybe a little older than you. I flashed my badge."

Caydance made no comment. Jack continued. "I told her that I was tracking known manuscript thieves. My agency has an affiliation with French agencies, and -- due to their popularity in the 15th and 16th centuries and thus their potential availability to collectors -- manuscript thieves are interested in French Books of Hours. I asked her to tell me about the University's collection in this field. She did not offer to show me any of the University's holdings. Instead, she took me to an immense room full of rows and rows of wooden drawers, each containing many catalog cards. She knew which drawer to open, and on several cards in that drawer, I observed that the Library held medieval French Books of Hours."

"'Your visit is timely', she said. 'Recently the Library had visits from two different self-identified scholars, who were interested in access to this collection. These unaffiliated scholars had not made appointments, and one of them wasn't very knowledgeable about French Books of Hours'.

arrow "That she did not disclose the existence of the Music Box Book of Hours was reassuring because I have been concerned about why manuscript thieves -- from ex-cons to shady dealers -- knew of the existence of the Music Box Book of Hours. As far as I know, neither you nor Sido have discussed this Book of Hours in public situations. Somewhere, there is a leak."

"I have never mentioned a French book of hours to my football team, and I don't recollect mentioning this at the unofficial wake for John Matuszak," Griff observed.