<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><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: 12pt;"><strong>Jaclyn Rosendahl</strong><br/>Entrepreneur<br/><em>About Jaclyn</em> (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=289408.msg14241614#msg14241614)<br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</span></span></div></td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… okay, first time …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “I was an accomplice. I put on the ring. Amanda took it off and dropped it in my panties. I fished it out back at du Monde’s. We were casing the store for the second time.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… think back …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “We picked the nipple shields so I could go in the back to the dressing room. There I spotted the possible roof access while Amanda identified the better jewelry cases up front. The next time at night, Danai drove and apparently jammed the alarm systems. Amanda lowered me from the roof. I crashed the cases they’d selected and was a few feet back up the rope when the alarm went off. I fell and bolted out the back door. I guess you could say I was lucky to escape. Some citizens who hate the police helped me. I won’t betray their confidence. I arrived back at du Monde’s with the entire haul the next morning. That’s it all in a nutshell. I never learned why the jamming failed on the alarms.”</span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… take another sip of my drink … what the heck, drain it … hold up my empty glass so the bartender can see it …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “You’ve barely touched yours Nan! I’ll be damned if I’ll drink alone. Slam it because you’re getting another or I’m shutting up!”</span></span><br/>