Feeling guilty? Good. You should, she's a sweet innocent girl just swept up in a bad situation.
No official suspects. So she wasn't one of them. "Just the unofficial ones." You can't blame her, it's insulting to be considered a suspect in any way, shape, or form.
"The nineteenth- alright, yeah. I was with Larkin Meadows- she's a witch. I can give you her number, if you like." Larkin was a woman she'd met once. But she was an air-tight alibi, and Nancy was incredibly thankful for. Eames was a godsend when it came to procuring alibis. Hopefully she didn't have need for one again. "I went to her flat around 6:30, I think it was?" Well before Norrell disappeared. "Left around midnight, or so."
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No official suspects. So she wasn't one of them. "Just the unofficial ones." You can't blame her, it's insulting to be considered a suspect in any way, shape, or form.
"The nineteenth- alright, yeah. I was with Larkin Meadows- she's a witch. I can give you her number, if you like." Larkin was a woman she'd met once. But she was an air-tight alibi, and Nancy was incredibly thankful for. Eames was a godsend when it came to procuring alibis. Hopefully she didn't have need for one again. "I went to her flat around 6:30, I think it was?" Well before Norrell disappeared. "Left around midnight, or so."
She looks at him with a slight twist to her lips.