<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/5b5a/33ou2hc5dq5wb5r6g.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Nan Rapido</span> </strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"></span></span><div align="center">_____<br/><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Det. Kantonspolizei Zürich</span></strong></div></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">Don’t know Peter?  “Oh.  No.  I met him before.  Actually, I’ve looked into the theft of his diamonds.  Even talked to you in a roundabout way over that.”  (Smile).  <br/><br/>I look at the clock.  <em>Tiiiiiiiick-tooocccckkkk.</em>  I smile again at my Pussy.  “Waiting is hell.  I hate that, waiting, waiting, it’s way better to be at the pounce moment, make the arrest.”  I take a sip of my coffee.  “I’m a cop you know?” <br/><br/>I drum my fingers on the table.  “Probably should pace the caffeine intake, at least I would and I’m just in a cab waiting.  Where is this action taking place?” <br/></span>