Daniel
The envelope is waiting in the intake tray when I step into Audit at 08:10am. Cream stock, no return. The seal bears the hooked triple-line knot we've been seeing in chalk and ribbon.
"Chain of custody starts now," I say for the camera. I glove up, slide the envelope into a fresh sleeve, and label it EVD-SIGIL-020 with time, date, and my initials. Fallon's signature sits under mine from the handoff. Clean.
'Ribbons, chalk and now wax,' Ash says, close and watchful. 'Same hand or same school.'
'Either way, we log it,' I answer.
I wheel the macro rig out of the cabinet; copy stand, bellows macro lens, polarized lights, and the raking LEDs that bring texture forward. I set the envelope under glass, dial the light to forty-five degrees, and take the first set of full s
