The official heading at the top of the first page listed my cash payment of four hundred dollars and today’s date.

Below the receipt details, the long chemical name stood out on the white paper like a black mark.

Daniel was sitting at his office desk in the city right now, waiting for evening so he could brew my tea and pour two drops into the cup.

He believed I was resting at the glass mansion, growing weaker and more confused with every passing day.

He had no idea I was holding the proof of his scheme in my lap.