Padraic had wanted to impress Katherine Adams, to show her he could be a responsible man instead of drinking and fighting in the pubs in Dumfries. He�...�d had to put aside his anger at life in order to get her to marry him. For Michael, however, becoming the laird of Welby Manor had been a rebellion against his father. Understandable. Padraic had grown up with Jonathan Welby. He would not have wanted to be that man’s son. Not for anything. But at least Michael had the estate. He had wealth and. It was one-way only. No information could come in, but I took a second to wave at the security monitors around me and the world that was now watching.If I succeeded in my mission, I would use this diagnostic channel to output the Nikahaldi library to the world. Perhaps the world saw me grimace when I looked back down at the guard station console. The fuzzy-logic security system was flashing a blue-level warning. It had tagged me as (hostile, potential) which had activated the building's. The driver puts my luggage into the back of the car and gets in. He pulls away saying nothing to her, nothing at all. I say "hello Sir" almost in a whisper to Him. He nods His head, still not saying a word to me.We drive down the road about 20 minutes or so. The driver pulls over and stops. Two Men walk up to the car and get in, One in the front with the driver and the other in the back with me. Never have seen them before I start shaking even more. I speak up asking " what is going on where. She was around 30, give or take. Her long dark hair was beautiful and silky and her dark eyes were deep enough to drown in. Her breasts were rather big, pushing high and proud on her white toga. Looking at her, one could never tell she lost her husband and her father only two years ago. Lost to those cursed barbarians. Perhaps that is why she was very sympathetic to me.She showed me to my room, saying something along the way, but I was too busy sinking in her dark eyes and admiring her perfect.