Chéri, who was still convinced Zechariah was after them, for multiple reasons, stared with apprehension at the men when he waved and made a small, reluctant gesture with their head. Then turned to Tristan and nodded "I will go first." They hesitated but didn't add anything, the idea already forming in their head: Whitby was an odd place.

They followed Tristan's instruction and reached the house he had indicated, knocking at the door.