The wax cracked cleanly beneath Darren's thumb.
Inside the envelope, the letter was printed on thick parchment, silver-lined and delicately textured like something designed for nobility.
When Darren thought of it, he remembered that Archibald also owned a printing press, Moon Papers. The half thought brought into perspective once again the amount of wealth Archibald had amassed through multiple channels.
The scent of expensive cologne lingering from the paper brought his thoughts back to the present. It was as if the air around Archibald Mooney himself had been bottled in it.
When Darren fully opened it, acknowledging the beautiful calligraphy, he went on to read:
Moon Enterprises
Executive Office of the Chairman
Archibald Theodore Mooney
Mr. Darren Steele,
