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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Shayuri" data-source="post: 4501420" data-attributes="member: 4936">Rochelle glances between Carlos and Pat, trying to talk but with the words sticking in her throat. This would be a point of no return for her. It could very well change everything...and not for the better. But the implications of not acting would invalidate everything she believed in."It...I..." she stammers, "I heard that you were here...asking questions about an autopsy that was done."And it had been pure coincidence that she'd heard in time. She'd been wandering, shellshocked, through the cafeteria and had overheard a pair of nurses chatting with fearful excitement about 'the Trinity people.' And she'd known then what she had to do."We need to talk," the intern confirms in a rush, and looks around. "But not here. Let me go ahead, and then follow me."She nods, then turns and hurries away. The lame spy antics color her lightly freckled cheeks bright red...who did she think she was?...but she didn't want people in the clinic who might be watching to think there'd been more than casual contact with the team. At least not yet.Rochelle heads to a corner cafe not far away and takes a seat at one of the outdoor tables with as few neighbors as possible. When the rest of the team catches up she puts an envelope on the smooth plastic of the table surface."This is a photocopy of the original autopsy report. It's not the original, but it hasn't been altered. I..." she shakes her head. "I shouldn't say anything yet. Just look at it, and I'll answer whatever I can."</blockquote>

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