No, unless you count the extremely banned and short lived dating show he ran a couple of years ago.

That's so fucked up. Wow.

Okay, who's the latest disapperance, let's start from there.

The latest known one is the woman who owned the last house his family stayed in, Monica Huchon. 

And they are... not chez Huchon any more?

They are not! They moved out when the excuses as to why Mr. Huchon wasn't showing up to work stopped being plausible.

Honestly it's kind of encouraging that he relies so emphatically in security-by-obscurity. How does the family get around, do they have a bus?

It changes up, the last few times there rides have been identified it was a few rather nice cars.

She hates everything about this guy but most especially she is growing to hate the casual implied mind control around every twitch she learns he makes.

Okay. If she were Heartbreaker, and didn't need a new girlfriend yet after Monica Huchon, she'd find a vacant rental and squat in it, mind-controlling the landlord but lying low with the neighbors who after all expect someone to eventually move in. What were the rentals in the greater Montréal metropolitan area looking like at the time they left the house? She's looking for a big place or a few units together.

She can find several dozen places that match that description.

She will then rule out all the ones that have driver's licenses associated with them or that are still on the market.

Down to 18 options.

With... a pool.

It's summertime.

Just three!

Cool.

Will she be inconvenienced if she sends three Rete drones up thataway?

The US Canadian border is not especially well guarded so presumably it will be fine so long as they are not too conspicuous.

They're little and polite! They will take a while.

Eventually the manage to send back pictures of:

- One empty house.

- One house hosting a team for a competitive swimming meet

- One house with a visibly pregnant and scared Monica Huchon outside by the pool, attempting to quiet an upset toddler.

Bingo.

Foster parenting contingencies on standby. Party assembled and suited up.

"The fuck is this?" says Aisha after being handed her Lorica designed reactive body armor.

"Did you want it in a different color?"

"And a different shape. You know I have spider silk underwear?"

"Why in the world would I have known that?"

"I dunno, you have cameras and shit." 

"I don't use them to look through people's pants!"

"Sure you don't."