“I’VE WAITED A LONG time to have this conversation.” Michael was leaning forward, still relaxed and smiling, sipping his drink, but with a certain intensity lurking just behind his eyes. “Some of my colleagues wanted to go ahead and do this thing by ourselves, but I urged them to wait, be patient, until all the players were present and accounted for. If you’re going to do something, you might as well do it properly, right?”
Stevie nodded, but was otherwise noncommittal, quietly sipping his beer.
“Alright then. I’ll get on with it.” Now Michael leaned back against the wall. Gave a little chuckle. “All that time preparing for this moment, and now I don’t know where to start.”
The Horsemen smiled. One of them put a hand on his shoulder in solidarity.
“I suppose I should start by introduci
