Terminal Four
It has my signature on it.
Not a forgery.
Not a copy.
Wet ink, blue, my actual hand, and when I looked at it in that boardroom I had the single worst four seconds of my life, because for those four seconds I genuinely could not rule out that I had signed something in 2019 that I had not read.
I am a man who signs perhaps six hundred documents a year.
Then I looked at the date under the signature.