<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;"><em>Egad!</em>  I thought time would be of the essence, but the damnable phone buzzes and that has swept up Miss Silk, she now with a thumb text, possibly distracted.  I wonder if that’s what you call it—thumb text.  <br/><br/>So it’s seconds before Jaclyn will be back with us.<br/><br/>I tell myself to get to the point.  <em>Harrumph!</em>  <strong>“Complicated.  Du Monde met, then used Jaclyn as a carrier of stolen jewels.  Du Monde?  Her thoughts are not rational.  Mind you.  In that juncture I suspect she decided Jaclyn was hers.  Being intrigued with Jaclyn one of her more rational moments I should think.  Still.”</strong>  <br/><br/>As far as his part of the conversation is concerned, Ari simply lifts his eyebrow.  <strong>“How she expresses her interest is . . . not normal.”</strong> <br/><br/>Next, I blurt out the other bullet point of the du Monde story: <strong>“At one point I substituted a diamond of hers for a fake.  It was a case involving Miss Dubois and Phanessa.  While the diamond was returned, she did not find it humorous which has gotten me and Ari on one of those bad lists.”</strong> <br/><br/>I can read Ari’s lips—<em>shit list.</em>  I nod agreement.<br/><br/>The car is moving, slowly getting to the rendezvous to pick up Jaclyn.  <br/></span>