<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/9EwU4iX.jpg) <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><br/>____<br/><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><strong>CGDA Cute Girl <br/>Detective Agency </strong> </span></div></div><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">So Peter is left to his wiles with Jaclyn or to Jaclyn’s wiles (giggle).<br/><br/>I look at my phone and get confirmation of what I hoped would not be the case—du Monde is in NYC.  Our least senior operative is a bird-dog extraordinaire.  But what to do?<br/><br/>Jaclyn is in the states.  She has a bodyguard, hoping that the eye-patch person is competent.  Du Monde won’t snatch Jaclyn.  And before, the trail on du Monde was to get a bead on Jaclyn.<br/><br/>I text Peggy:<em>### Tracking du Monde is off now<br/>### See attached details for CGDA NYC office locale<br/>### Have atty in place<br/>### Mtg set for tomorrow; may need you for gumshoeing later in day<br/>### Dinner tonight with me and atty: or plans otherwise?<br/>~~send</em><br/><br/>I show SWAY the text.  “Just so you know.  I assumed we’d have dinner, together.  Maybe think on the potential for tomorrow.”  That idea is accompanied by a shrug from me—I’m not at all sure of tomorrow.  <br/></span>