Monday afternoon, I sat with my hand in Sterling’s alongside Patrick, Reid, and Lorna as we gathered around a ridiculously large television, waiting for Senator McFadden’s presidential announcement. We weren’t in our apartment. Sterling still had his rules about who could be invited into that space. Instead, we were in a large living-room-type room on the floor that Sterling, Reid, and Patrick referred to as two. We’d been escorted with optimum secrecy, only being shown the ...