CHAPTER 14:
ON A MISSION
A woman was watching the city of Los Angeles from Griffith Park at sunrise on the next day – the view was beautiful. Then the sun rose higher and shined upon her face – she seemed about 30 years old, 5'9 feet tall, with big bright blue eyes and messy red hair. Her looks was natural, with no makeup, but she was pretty… and serious.
“” she said, but not in English, or Spanish, or French, or any other language. It sounded like some made up or dead language. “”
“” said a man behind her, and when he approached... it was The Stranger (also speaking in that strange language). “”
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A few hours later, Melanie was in Nicole’s house, and they were in her room with three computers in it.
“So, you’re leaving for San Francisco tomorrow, Nicky?”
