Janna curled up on the bed next to Clarence and studied the pictures. After her visits to the damaged statues, she had retreated to her lair to try to figure out what her next step should be. Letting the pictures drop on the bed, she leaned her head back against the leopard print pillows and closed her eyes. A name hovered at the edge of her consciousness and, rather than trying to grasp it, she cleared her mind, knowing that nature abhors a vacuum and there was a possibility the name would be sucked in.
She lay quietly for a few minutes while Clarence climbed on her chest and batted at her chin with his paw. "Ann Vivine"...that was it. Ann had been a math nerd in college. Maybe she could help with this puzzle and help Janna find a way to defeat Nancy the Black before Nancy did any more damage.