<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><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Ari looks at me, clearly not wanting any part of explaining a long history.  I sense some animus from Jaclyn which is newish.  AND Jaclyn’s tracing things back to events involving . . . (deep breadth).  I think I shall cast out a few lines and see if it triggers any reaction.  <br/><br/>(Frown).  <strong>“I do recall the party event.  Part of the party for . . . Mackenzie I believe.  I wasn’t there to start, but you were Jaclyn.  Somehow you had returned in a disturbed state, carrying a stolen diamond at the behest of du Monde who somehow had been retained by a Miss Jameson.”</strong>  All those events summed up in a hooker’s outfit at the party by an almost unrecognizable Jaclyn.  <strong>“I do recall that you were having none of it from me when I tried to check on you at the party.  Next, the evidence of the theft is ‘removed’ artfully from the jail facility.”</strong>  I wink at Miss Silk to let her know there was some chicanery in the jail that allowed for that.<br/><br/>I’m not clear on the explosion at Jaclyn’s hotel room and du Monde and her heading off.  <strong>“What happened at your room?  The explosion?”</strong>  (Thinking frown). <br/><br/><strong>“Some time later, we had a rather capital time where Jaclyn joined one of my clubs and we met a dynamo who enlisted investment from us for an African water project.”</strong>  That was cordial.  <strong>“We traveled to Africa.  At some point, when payment was due for our financial commitment which we decided upon, we found out that du Monde who had a grudge against me had wreaked havoc on my finances with a diamond heist.  We’ve been here trying to straighten that out—and Jaclyn’s journey has been complicated with du Monde.”</strong>  (To say the least.  I will try to convey my concern to Miss Silk in private.)    <br/><br/>I take a drink to simply slow the narrative.  <strong>“So there’s some framework to add or revise things Jaclyn.”</strong>   I look at Miss Silk.  <strong>“Or ask questions if you like Miss Silk.”</strong> <br/></span>