"The card is the key."

What the hell was that supposed to mean?

Lydia had been able to think about little else all day.

Once again she was working late in her office. No big surprise. The campus library was still pretty active, even at six o'clock on a Monday evening. Plenty of people took summer classes or used the summer to work on research projects.

"All I see is red."

She'd gone home and done a reading for herself but all she'd been able to see ...