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handsome professor.’   Blushing, she smiled at Giovanni.   “Dr. Vecchio, this is my grandmother, Isadora.”  
    Giovanni bowed his head toward the older woman, charmed by the graceful formality she seemed to exude.  
      “Mucho gusto, Señora.   Me llamo Giovanni Vecchio.   Your granddaughter has been a great help to me at the library.”  
    “And of course he speaks Spanish,” he heard Beatrice mumble.  
    “Beatrice, manners please,” Isadora chided.   “Dr. Vecchio, it’s a pleasure to meet you.   Are you a lover of contemporary art?”
    He smiled and nodded, tucking his hands carefully in his pockets.   “I am.   I was just visiting the Rothko Chapel before it closed and thought I would take a walk through the main collection before I left.   Are you a fan of Leger?”
    “I am.   Though I love the surrealist collection here as well.   We live near Rice, so I’m able to visit quite frequently.   You are doing research at the university?”
    He nodded.   “Yes, though really more as a favor to a friend who studies Tibetan religious history.   She lives in China and I’m transcribing a document for her.”  
    “A lot of work for a favor.”   She paused, but he did not explain further, so she asked, “Are you a professor?”
    Giovanni caught the curious angle of the girl’s head as she listened for his response.   He knew he was the focus of some speculation at the library, though he also knew even the best researcher would find nothing about him that he didn’t want found.  
    “I am not.   My family is in rare books, Señora De Novo.   I work mostly in that area.”  
    “Oh?   How interesting!   Are you a collector yourself?   Of books?   Or art?”   Beatrice’s grandmother nodded toward the modern portrait on the wall next to them.  
    He smiled enigmatically.   “I have my own book collection, of course.   One my family has added to for many years.   I enjoy art, but I don’t have a collection, per se.”  
    “My grandmother is a very talented painter, Dr. Vecchio.”
    Giovanni turned to Beatrice, who had been standing, listening to their conversation.   “It must be a pleasure visiting the collection with an artist.”  
    She smiled and took the elderly woman’s arm.   “It is.”  
    “Would you like to join us?” Isadora asked.  
    He looked at Beatrice and smiled.   He decided it was a perfect opportunity to gather more information.  
    “Of course, it would be my pleasure.”  
    He felt lighter as he strolled with the two women.   He felt his expression—the intense concentration his friends often needled him about—soften, and Giovanni could even feel his posture relax they walked.   Like her granddaughter, Isadora was charming and very intelligent.
    He glanced at Beatrice as they walked through the Menil Collection.   He noticed the affectionate and familiar way the two women spoke to each other and recalled a few of the major points in Caspar’s report on the girl.  

    Beatrice De Novo, born July 2, 1980, in Houston, Texas.  
    Daughter of Stephen De Novo, deceased, and Holly Cranson, whereabouts unknown.  
    Adopted at twelve by her paternal grandparents, Hector De Novo and Isadora Alvarez, plumber and homemaker/artist.
    Senior at Houston University in the English Literature department.   Accepted to the graduate program in Information Studies at the University of California, Los Angeles.  

    According to Caspar’s sources, Beatrice had been working in the Special Collections and Archives department of the university library since her sophomore year.   Apparently, she had called the department weekly for three months asking if any position had become open since her last phone call.   The young woman so impressed the staid director, Dr. Christiansen, he eventually created a position for her as a reward for her persistence.  
    “Do you enjoy folk art, Dr. Vecchio?” he heard Isadora ask.  
    He turned his attention back to her.