I’m watching the floor half-heartedly, picking my nails and sighing with boredom. There is a weird, eerie quietness to the club tonight, and it hasn’t escaped my attention that several members failed to show up for their pre-booked night of fun. There is an aura of seriousness in the air, and it’s affecting everyone in here. I’ve even caught Jackson pacing the room and looking around in confusion about why the atmosphere is so sad.

It’s given me an anxious knot in my gut all ...