If it existed, if the world was truly a thing of chance and chaos, he preferred not to know. Marty spent the day asking the discreetest of questions around the house but it rapidly became apparent that whitehead had said nothing of the events to pearl, lillian or luther. Frequently he lost sight of his goal in the maze of narrow streets that intervened, but he persevered, relying on a good sense of direction.
They arrived right before you did.