Inside the apartment, Roland leaned back on his chair, staring around at his old team members sitting on the sofas.
He'd hoped that a union like this wouldn't occur until after a decade, but here he was, right in the one place he wanted to avoid for a time.
The atmosphere was silent. For about a minute, no one said a word, just sat poised on their seats, staring.
“Okay, what's going on here,” Emily finally spoke. She sat upright, removed her glasses and fastened her gaze on Jason. “Honey, you said we were here to agree on something, but we've not said a word. Who exactly are we waiting for?”
“Him,” Jason flinched and steadied his steel gaze on Roland. “Roland Smith asked to set up this meeting. I've done that, and I believe he should be the first to speak, so go ahead Roland.”
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