<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/BSXIXPe.png)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Law Office of <br/>Stephanie Wainwright Young, Attorney at Law</span></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/5DK939Z.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><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/VXWSPRD.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"> </span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Stephanie <br/>Wainwright Young</span></strong><br/>____<br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>Attorney</strong> </span></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"> <em>Steffy:</em> Sway (Stephanie Wainwright Young) had made clear that certain information would be necessary.  I felt like it was going fishing for Jaclyn.  Did I have the most recent picture of her?  That was what would be used to ‘locate’ her and then extricate her if all went as it should.<br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em> I was clear on what was needed by her.  I excused myself to return to the ‘office’.  In this case a coffee shop nearby.  We had agreed to meet back in two hours time.  Sway had an appointment that she could not miss.  (That was encouraging.  Apparently, some others had concluded she was a good hire).<br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em> And the two hours were well spent.  I got Darcy to snag Jaclyn’s i.d. numbers from her company (I choosing not to inquire further of Darcy’s recommendation) and Ursula made sure of the most recent Jaclyn pic.  I still could not believe the change.<br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em> Returning to her office, I entered, she sitting at her desk, fluffing her hair, not quite damp.  Was it Sway?  Yes, it was.  She spent two hours going blue on me.  I really, really wanted to remember to ask Darcy her thinking on this recommendation.<br/><br/><em>Steffy:</em> Bur I decided to lean into what was going on.  “Nice hair—is that the latest going-to-court look?” <br/><br/><em>Sway:</em> “Thank you.”  I’ve not been to court a ton, but . . . “I don’t believe I should be constrained by others’ expectations.  Plain and simple.” <br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/l1rcabo.jpg)]</div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><em>Sway:</em> The Jaclyn pic is offered to me with a simple push of the pic across the table.  I look and look again.  I take my phone out and scan the picture in.  “I was thinking of that style of red for myself.  Maybe later.” <br/><br/><em>Sway:</em> “We can slap a subpoena on FAI, with a duces tecum and habeas.  The pic boxes them into a corner.  I can’t imagine there are a lot of prisoners who will match the pic.  I mean   . . . the chest and all.” <br/><br/><em>Sway:</em>  With my phone having scanned in the current Jaclyn look, it’s a simple matter of reversing the lens and see myself.  I do like my look.  <br/><br/><br/><br/> <br/> </span>