"Double sixes!" she crowed. Removing four white markers from the backgammon board, she added them to her stack with a gleeful clink. Looking wary and distracted, Jason shook the dice as he scanned the large, plush common room at the George of Stamford. Cait separated another section of the orange. "What are you looking for?" "Not what. Who." The leather dice cup stilled in his hand. "The Gothard brothers." "You think they're here in Stamford?" She hoped not. "Have you seen any sign of them?" "No." He rubbed the back of his neck, still glancing around. "It's just a feeling. I know they could be far ahead or behind us, but something tells me they're near." She made her own survey, seeing nothing alarming. People conversed in pairs and groups. They went in and out of the taproom or through the double doors into the more formal dining room. Two men played cards in one corner. A couple made their way up the stairs, laughing, their arms full of purchases from the fair. "Well," she said, "I'm thinking those brothers cannot afford a coaching inn as nice as this one.
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