<div align="center">(https://i.imgur.com/jE4ikVG.png)<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">Russian Tea Room NYC</span></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/pE0ufFE.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><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">I look around.  The place is elegant, exactly what’s needed I hope.<br/></span><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/zHziEwe.png)</div><br/>I’m not feeling boppy.  (I also wonder if SWAY, attorney-at-law, and I are becoming lookalikes.) One of the darker ideas I’m having is it’s just going to be like trying to locate one lone mosquito in this huge place.  That’s how I’m thinking what trying to find Jaclyn has been and is turning out to be.<br/><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/neJ56bQ.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><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><br/>I look at SWAY.  What do we know?  We know the FAI doesn’t have her (the continued court motions makes that clear).  We know she’s not at her NYC offices.  We know that du Monde is raging and doesn’t have her.  <br/><br/>As far as the rest of the world?  Unless she’s hitched a rocket ride with some billionaire, she has to be earthbound.    <br/><br/>I look around the restaurant.  Oh, and she does not appear to be specifically at the Russian Tea Room.  <em>Excuse me, you haven’t happened to see a bottle-red-haired big-titted female on the lam have you?</em><br/><br/>So here sits Peter, Jaclyn’s sort-of-attorney, and Peter.  I selected this place as a get together location for one reason.  Sumptuous food.  It might get PW thinking, rather than dwelling on J’s complete disappearance and total lack of communication.<br/><br/>“I’m really at a loss to . . . ”  Then for some reason I’m struck by the possibility of a never used protocol.  “Peter, may I see your phone?”  <br/><br/>Peter, distracted, glum, gets his phone from his vest pocket and hands it to me.  It does have some battery life left, but not much.  I check for texts and voicemails.  Doesn’t seem like what I’m looking for is there.<br/><br/>The attorney looks at me.  Peter remains listless.  “Jaclyn, if she bothered to listen, should know this.  If we’re out of touch, just on some island or whatever, we can text Peter’s number.  Or even call.  Coordinates, details, convo—whatever.  I told her that even though she’s not CGDA.  The key communication is 12 noon GMT.  Tuesday or Thursday.  Peter’s phone will automatically forward to the CGDA IT center—Ursula and Darcy.” <br/><br/>“But Peter, it’s imperative you keep your battery charged.  And yes, you can answer it, that’s fine.” <br/></span><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;"><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">PW: <strong>“<em>Kawf, koff, kawf</em>.  I will tell you that I intend Jaclyn to know my feelings if any opportunity comes about.”</strong> <br/><br/>The waiter approaches.  I wonder if I’ll have to prod PW.  He’s in a very low vibe.<br/></span></span>