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The Seattle air felt good after the heat of the conference room. Dave and I strolled past the practice field as the police cars took the impostors away.

I tossed Dave the car keys. While he was trying to pick them up, he asked, "You really think it's all over?"

It was a fair question: a man with that much power and ambition, desperate to keep his legend to himself, could never be counted out.

“We may never know, old friend. But at least this game is over. If Mr Behring wants to play on, he’ll be doing it from a stadium with iron bars and razor wire. But that’s someone else’s problem. Right now, I’ve got me a date with a jumbo serve of delicious creamy Slim Fast Cherry Special, and I’m not leaving early.

Dave looked at me. “That’s gotta be the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard,” he said.