Chapter 9
I felt cold all over, and it had nothing to do with the wind from the Great Plains this time.
“Chaos Factor,” I said.
“Yes, that’s right. I mean, you could render it that way. Why, is that significant for some reason?”
It sure as hell was. Chaos Factor was the name of my punk hardcore band back in the day. We never toured and we never recorded, we only played local shows, and the professor wouldn’t have heard of us despite his love of old punk rock. It would have been natural for me to tell him about us – he had told me about his former life as a drummer for a similarly obscure local band – but I no longer told anyone about Chaos Factor under any circumstances.
Why? Well, because the last person I had mentioned my band to was Duffy, for one thing. And because Duffy had manag
