<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/90d9/ec6u1j9bt29haur6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Ian O’Grady</strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span></span><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>FAI Investigator</strong></span></div></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">This local constabulary is known for their quick responses and bowing to higher authority.  I pull out my i.d., identifying  myself as an FAI agent; quickly placing it back in my pocket.  No getting around I'm an officer in a foreign country, but international law enforcement is in vogue and they may even have been schooled on certain protocols if certain situations arise--assist, do not screw up.<br/><br/>I take out wrist binders and place them on Jaclyn.  “Complicated.  Part of a criminal group.”  The officers nod.  <br/><br/>My grip eases with Jaclyn constrained.  “Two personalities.  Criminal.”  The officers’ eyes widen, digest that, then nod again.<br/><br/>“Of course, we have a mental health advocate to assist.”  I nod at the blonde who I am 99% sure is Steffy.  She nods affirmatively, reacting quickly to the situation and her new role.<br/><br/>“Over there.”  I nod at the girl with the phone.  “She’s recording.  I will send the record to you for your files.” <br/><br/>I chuckle, “And we only required one more to make sure of the retention.”  I wink at the other CGDA rep.<br/><br/>The two reps are hesitant.  Steffy nods to both of them and I can sense their easing into the now assigned roles.<br/><br/>“We will go now.  Yes please?”  The officers also relax.  Polite assertion seems to have done the trick.   <br/></span>