PART ONE
Theory
ENEMIES
I can’t say that I hated Michael Casey.
For one, Sister Rose Marie Hennessey had taught me in second grade that I should never hate anyone. And besides, I had never actually met Casey. I don’t think you can really hate someone you haven’t met, even if you ignore Sister Rose Marie’s advice.
But I’m not going to lie; Michael Casey was one of my least favorite people in the world. Even the mention of his name could put me in a moderately bad mood.
And so, if you had told me a year earlier that I would spend four solid months of my professional life learning about him and his annoying little consulting firm, I would have told you it was time for me to change careers.
But that’s exactly what happened, and I’ve lived to ...