<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/5b5a/33ou2hc5dq5wb5r6g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Nan Rapido</span> </strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center">_____<br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Det. Kantonspolizei Zürich</span></strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Peter?  I/we (the department) knows of a Peter.  He had diamonds stolen.  I even spoke to the blonde who is here with me about that.  Is it the same Peter?  Mention of Ari answers that question.  Yes.<br/><br/>Listening to the conversation, he’s told not to say anything in response.  From what I can tell, nothing is said.  <br/><br/>The next bit is vulnerable, sympathetic scared pussy.  I say ‘bit’ because she rotates through more personalities than there are chambers in the proverbial six-shooter.  True feelings or an act?  <br/><br/>I let her rest against my shoulder.  “Don’t know how you’re planning, but keep my phone if you want.  I can get another or use yours or we both get burners.” <br/><br/></span>