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| Nelly Johnson, as that was her real name (who in the heck would be called Nelly Joy? A weirdo, of course), waited at Rosewood Dr. for a full 5 minutes before she spotted Marise cutting through the graveyard. In five more minutes, Nelly would be bringing her to The Table. Nelly was confused by her mission, but not blinded; not like Chalie. Nelly understood that The Table was not to be questioned when handling their business through their agents, it was their business was theirs; not worth her nose to know what they were sending her here for girl named Marise. She wasn't going to risk it. |