Chapter Four
Isaac seated himself at the table in the corner, having nodded and exchanged greetings with the villagers he passed on the way across the room, relieved none of them were feeling talkative or eager to discuss health issues. He wanted the atmosphere of the pub and the sense of not being alone without feeling inclined to make polite conversation. Perhaps he was giving off that vibe, too, because he was normally happy to chat with fellow villagers about everything and nothing, yet nobody approached his table.
As he took a swig from his drink, he peered over the top of the glass and in the direction of the mysterious visitor. The other man was doing the same thing. Their eyes met. Only his lightning-fast reactions stopped Isaac from spilling beer down his chin and making himself
