<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(http://www.mediafire.com/convkey/132c/qanv0vlare944wbzg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Jaclyn Rosendahl</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Entrepreneur<br/><em>About Jaclyn</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/> ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾ </span></span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… the guard shrugs and raises a hand … six large fellows in uniform emerge and stand behind Peter …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Would you like your companion to accompany you?”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… pause and glance at Peter …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Yes please.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… he has me follow him and I motion with my head for Peter to follow … we enter an obvious interrogation room where we’re told to wait … set my purse and carry on on the table … look at Peter …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “The visa shouldn’t be a problem since we’re leaving. Might be a problem if I ever return. So let’s see what this is all about.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… another fellow in a suit but no tie enters … gestures to the chairs at the table … I sit with my back to the door looking at the obvious two way mirror … hew shrugs and sits opposite … puts a piece f paper on the table and slides it across to me …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “We have this and would like to hear from you why we shouldn’t hold you here to turn you over to he Swiss authorities whenever they get around to paying attention to our message which we’ll send in a few days or perhaps a week.”</span></span><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/80a0/710u9hb6tciq3iozg.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… glance at it and push it back across the table …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “This letter has been rescinded. I’ve seen a newer version without my name. Besides, I’ve spent quality time with United States FAI agents on this very matter and they saw fit to release me and chose to no longer pursue the matter. I’m sure you have the resources to check with Interpol promptly so my companion and I can make our flight later tonight. And if you intend to hold me, I would like to call my consulate. Oh, and you may clear up the visa silliness with Officer Dikembe.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… he hesitates … apparently I’ve uttered sacred words or something …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Yes, we are aware of the newer version. Thank you for cooperating. Concerning the visa, if you ever wish to return to our country, I strongly suggest you not wait to apply until your arrival. You may go.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… stand and pick up my purse and carry on … the door is opened from the outside …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Let’s go Peter. Dinner awaits and then we’ll be quit of this place.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… we’re ushered through security after having to pass our belongings through the X-ray and us through a rickety metal detector … we proceed down the hall … the airline lounge is ahead  …</em></span></span><br/><br/><div align="center">(http://www.travelstart.co.ke/blog/wp-content/uploads/2017/11/turkish-airlines-nairobi.jpg)</div><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Let’s hope they’re more hospitable.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… inside they examine our tickets and passports and usher us into the first class lounge … there I head for the bar … the bartender comes over …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Glenmorangie please, the oldest you have. Double please with water back.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… he smiles and nods …</em></span></span><br/>