<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/4474/fy1ijwqfvup45ew6g.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong></div></div></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">I look at my watch.  How long has it been since I made one thing clear—trust no one?  Jaclyn trusts a Terkelsen person, trusts her ‘friends’ at Interpol and ‘trusts’ that if she jumps off a cliff when delivering a film to FAI that she will land on her feet.  <em>It is well for the heart to be naive and the mind not to be.</em>  I might suggest this idea to her when there’s time.<br/><br/><strong>“Very good!  Those things should definitely be considered when things are calmer.  Maybe step 3 or 4 down the line.”</strong> <br/><br/>I think of du Monde and her unrelenting vengeance—long ago, I pranked her by substituting a diamond from a deposit of diamonds she offered to get a valuable poison being bid upon (the diamond was returned!)—now, I’m on the short end of several million in diamonds (stolen), turning my financial world upside down.  Jaclyn’s offense (I can only imagine) is how many times more significant?<br/><br/><strong>“Step 1.  Let’s have you disappear.  You do.  I do.  Ari does.”</strong>  I look at Nan of NYPD—she falls into the ‘no one’ category, not to be trusted. <br/></span>