Rex released the lock. Kregg reached into his outfit and produced a folded document sealed with a mark Rex didn't recognize, pressed wax over something geometric and precise. He held it out, not toward Rex directly but toward the ground between them, at arm's length.
Rex let go of Virella and used telekinesis to take the document from the distance. Virella stepped away from him, swiftly, and put herself between Kregg and Rex with her six broken fingers held carefully against her body.
Rex looked at the seal. Then he broke it and unfolded the document.
The script was clean and formal, the kind of hand that indicated extensive education and deliberate practice, and the content was not long. He read it in approximately forty seconds, and during those forty seconds several things clicked into place that had been adjacent to each other without connection.
'Why the hell would she be stupid enough to send a document like this...?'
