Martin Rew’s fingers trembled slightly as he folded the sheet of paper. He carefully lined up the sides and smoothed out the tiny crease that ran along the middle of the paper. For a moment, he wondered if he should sign it. Or seal it even. If the information in that piece of parchment fell into the wrong hands, it could be catastrophic. Not that he cared much. Either ways, he knew what his future was going to be.