Chapter Twenty-Nine
I spent the rest of the drive sorting the Tapestry of Destiny, thread by thread, trying to get an edge of any kind. I found less than nothing. The night would be chaotic, both in the traditional sense, and in the technical sense that the outcome could not be influenced in any predictable way by manipulating threads beforehand. We had no choice but to play it out and see who came out on top. That was not good. There was death down every path I checked. People were going to die, and with all of my powers of divination, I could not predict who.
The sun had long set by the time Lilly’s navigation robot guided her off the highway, through a one-stoplight town, and onto a narrow country lane that seemed to be paved exclusively with potholes. At first there were mailboxes an
