<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9EwU4iX.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Steffy – CC</span></strong> </div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">All that I can say is for me, the proverbial dumb blonde (not, or maybe not), Jaclyn is laying out a lot of angst-building things.  Oh my!  Each alternative, each permutation of what might be moves from worse to more worse.<br/><br/>I’m not the best at reading people when I’m about to explode with multiplying tummy butterflies, but O’Grady looks like he wants to say something.  Each time he’s about to say something, Jaclyn says something more.<br/><br/>I wonder if I should try an <em>ixnay</em> conversation, but a trained agent may know of such things.  So . . . “Jaclyn, may I suggest.”  What should I suggest?  I look at Peter who appears interested in what I might say.  . . . “This rendition thing is sort of a non-public, you know private thing where people don’t even see your shadow.  You’re a ghost.”    <br/><br/>O’Grady’s fidgeting looks like he’s almost agreeing.  Okay . . . I’ll continue: “So we want to make sure of seeing your shadow.  Like the whole body.  And I don’t think your coloring is suitable for orange.  Think about that.” <br/><br/>“With a short head start we could line up someone to do one of those habeas things and then you’re at least not in a dungeon with no one knowing where to look.” <br/><br/>Okay.  So I’m babbling some, but there has to be something of value there.  I’m even getting a nod from O’Grady, but then he mutters one word and my eyes widen, “Erdmann.” <br/><br/>I look in shock.  I know who he means.  Erdmann.  Does that just destroy all efforts?  Oh no!  O’Grady says what I don’t want to hear,  “The accounting that he’s concerned about is from those you never see.  Takes you.  ‘Tries’ you.  Imprisons you.  Nevermore.” <br/><br/>Very oh-no and uh-oh.  So my idea of the habeas thing—that’s the ticket (I hope).<br/></span>