If You're Reading This
Stanley's hands tightened around the letter.
For a moment he couldn't breathe.
Couldn't move.
Couldn't think.
The words blurred before his eyes.
If you're reading this, Richard has finally found you.
Only Steve would write something like that.
Calm.
Direct.
Certain.
As though he had already seen the future.
Stanley swallowed hard and continued reading.
Brother,
If this letter is open, then things have gone exactly as I feared.
Richard knows you exist.
Which means we have officially run out of time.
Stanley closed his eyes.
The familiar ache returned.
Because Steve had been preparing for disaster long before anyone else.
Even before the poison.
Even before the diagnosis.
Steve had always planned three
