<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2eqf9j4.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div><br/><em>Jehoshaphat!</em>I was expecting us to take deliberate steps toward delicately approaching the bee’s nest of du Monde.  But Jaclyn has flown away, hours ahead of us!<br/><br/>I reach for my phone to call Ari when there is a knock on the door.  It’s Ari.  I offer a few words of summary:<strong>“Jaclyn’s in Zurich.  Wants us to coordinate there with a Interpol woman she trusts.”</strong><br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://i65.tinypic.com/2cxj6e0.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Ari Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Brothers Warcaof<br/> – Entrepeneur - </span></strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div><br/>I nod. “I’ve been informed that Jaclyn is in Zurich.  Through our contacts.”<br/><br/>“Interpol may be Jaclyn’s friend, but they never have been ours.  Ever.”  I look at Peter and he nods for good reason.  “We said she’d need backup and that’s what we should do.  A plane is ready when you are.”  Peter nods again.<br/><br/>“Makes sense to appear to cooperate with Interpol, but appear is the key word.”  Peter’s jaw sets as he nods agreement again.<br/><br/>Shortly, we’re in a cab headed to the airport.   It’s brother mind meld as we both think things through.  No more conversation needed.<br/>