Dominic
It had been weeks since I'd cut off Vivian. The month mark passed, and to my surprise, a garnished payment of the rent I had set did indeed come from Vivienne's citizen ID from a company in Brightclaw. I was even more surprised to find that it was Nordwell of all places. While I was glad that I wouldn't have to actually follow through on dropping her off at a shelter, I was curious. What could she possibly be doing at Nordwell? She was terrible at math, and she was barely attending her political science classes to my annoyance. She was doing just enough not to flunk out.
Nordwell wasn't the kind of place you would even need political science. I suppose she was just a clerk or an assistant somewhere in one of the departments. Nordwell had once been another member of the pack's
