A Spot Of Bother

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Jean screamed. Partly because George was climbing across the table. Partly because he’d knocked a pot of coffee over and the hot, brown liquid was running toward her. She leapt backward and someone else screamed. George jumped off the table and began walking down the marquee.

She turned to Ray. “For God’s sake, do something.”

Ray froze for a second, then got out of his seat and headed off after George.

He was too late.

Jean saw where George was going.