<div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Red Light – Rental</span> </strong><br/><br/><br/>(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/bc77/ofp5dw0vkqqo9bu6g.jpg)<br/><br/><br/>_________________</div><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/4474/fy1ijwqfvup45ew6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div><br/><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/0d06/edp7l4ylbdz97uv6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Ari Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Brothers Warcaof<br/> – Entrepeneur - </span></strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>PW:</em> Avi and I are making friends left and right.  Things have evolved.  Once it was clear that we weren’t renting any woman or man or otherwise, even offering to bring back takeaway, everyone smiled and winked and went on with their desires.  <br/><br/><em>PW:</em> <strong>“It’s useful to have Erica there on the chair don’t you think?  She’d tell us if there were problems.”</strong> <br/><br/><em>AW:</em> “She’d say outright if she had no allegiance, but there are puppet-masters who pull her and other’s strings.  I’d hope she’d at least signal if not say.  But it is a hope Peter.” <br/><br/><em>PW:</em> I nod.  <strong>“What I don’t get is that this New Yorker policewoman, here on loan.  She was all about how she was going after du Monde for our and other diamonds.  Now, it’s a false lead.”</strong> <br/><br/><em>PW:</em> <strong>“And we’ve not heard at all from Jaclyn.  Should we worry?”</strong> <br/><br/><em>AW:</em> What do I say to that?  I shrug.  “Let’s wait another 48 hours.  I will tell you it would be nice to get away from red lights, get into the gray city or, I know you’ll be shocked, the countryside.” <br/></span>