The library had worked, at first. He’d been able to make progress towards the establishment of his Truth Museum (the name of which was another idea sparked, infuriatingly, by Granger), and he was typically the only person in the archives, until   she   had—characteristically—ruined that, too. And then continued to ruin it with her ongoing presence, and her avenues of research, and her questions, and her ideas, and her ridiculous hair, and her ridiculous face.