“Stercus?” Bree repeated, turning to John Cinnamon. “It means ‘shit’ in Latin,” the big Indian explained. “You aren’t a Catholic, are you?” “I am,” she said, surprised. “And I do know some Latin. But I’m pretty sure ‘stercus’ isn’t in the Mass.” “Not one I’ve ever heard,” he assured her. “I thought you wouldn’t be Catholic, though. William isn’t.” “No.” She hesitated, wondering just how much this man knew about William and the complications of their shared paternity. “You…er…have you been traveling with William for some time?” “A couple of months. He didn’t tell me about you, though.” “I
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