Chapter Fifteen

Thor

It was a routine to have either breakfast or dinner at least once a week at Jaques's house. In addition to being my mentor and business partner, Jaques treated me like a son.

He was a great help to me and, at sixty, one of the few people in the hacking world that I could truly call a guru. I couldn't do much without his help, despite the fact he would constantly complain that I had a young mind and that most of his ideas were out of date.

I killed my engine in front of his house, the small cottage with a view of the lake, and stepped outside to take in the fresh air and the scent of garlic, bay leaf, and spices.

Though I liked my sister's cooking better, his wife Abigail was an excellent chef. But eating a variety of food was also nice once in a while. Regretfully, Jaques and Abigail lost their daughter Emily during the birth of their twin 9-year-old grandsons.

I followed the smell to the kitchen, where Abigail was making lunch, and gave me a big hug. Although I was a great judge