When I glance at them, I find that none of them, not one, is nervy or anxious. Now that the fight’s started they’ve stopped chatting, but there’s no tension in their face, no chewing on nails. There’s nothing to suggest they’re even close to feeling the level of anxiety that I am. What do they know that I don’t?

Something has me turning my attention back to the fight. I’m in time to see Mack is shaking Shane off like he isn’t even there, and Shane’s eyes widening in surprise ...