And when he pointed out where myplaque had been placed, I smiled. Dad had been reserving a prominent areafor a 'special' artist for as long as I could...remember. He said that someday he would represent somebody whom he was so proud of that they wouldhave the honor of having her or his picture displayed there.That's where I found my plaque.I felt tears start to creep into my eyes, and I sniffed quickly to holdthem back. We were alone in the lounge except for Ethan, and before Iknew it Dad had his. Next I tried hacking one of his local companies servers, they had the network locked down tighter than any I had ever encountered, it was a fruitless effort. All I could find was what was publiic information about the vast network of companies he owned I found out, he also seemed to do a lot of business with the defense department.Idin Noah himself was a mystery, the only thing I could find was that he had a sister who his father had adopted and was currently working as a police officer, I. "I continued to do all the things Gino had taught me, just trying to bring him off as soon as possible, but he suddenly took it out of my mouth saying:"I'm glad Gino taught you how to use your mouth as well, but, thinking about it, before I shoot my load down your throat I wanted to see what it was like up your arse. Get striped off!".While I was taking my clothes off he went over to the chair, dropped his trousers and sat down. When I was naked he called me over and made me sit on his lap,. They were about the easiest to bypass and silently get into a house. This one had the usual metal bar across the middle, holding the sliding part closed."That will be so EASY to navigate around," he whispered softly to himself. Then he shined his light into the space beyond. His eyes lit up!This place was a treasure trove. The family room, as it is usually called in houses like this, was obviously not set up for children. Or a family either.There was a huge wall mounted flat panel TV with about.