When a few men in black barged through the door, Stephen was sitting on the couch, casually looking at Mark approaching him.

Mark sneered. "Were you waiting for me?"

"You can say that."

Stephen leaned back and pointed at the armchair next to him. "Have a seat."

"No need. I'll say what I need to say and leave."

Mark walked closer and looked at Stephen with disdain. "Do you know what you are doing?"

"I do." Stephen said calmly, "Are you here to tell me to stop?"

Mark's gaze darkened. He s