The 1957 Ford passed in front of her going faster on the street than the speed limit, just as Caydance stepped out of the door of the Bakery. Then, as if it was circling around her, the green and white 1957 Ford sedan passed in front of her again.

Was the driver of the semi-classic Ford taunting her? Was the plastic cupcake-decoration key a part of the game that an artist whom she did not know had described to Judith Hoffberg? Had she plunged into a white rabbit wonderland when she had agreed to find the identity of the artist who had created the book object without a key? Why had no one from Knox Silicon Valley Ventures returned her call?