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go there,” muttered Roman, who was sitting with his back to Dad. “I think the kid has the right idea, but like Mike said, we can’t risk the lives of the other hostages.”
    “We could ask them,” Denis suggested.
    “Let’s just wait and see what happens,” Yulian suggested.
    Rob thought the man looked worried, which wasn’t hard to understand. Yulian had only recently gotten married himself, and kept darting anxious looks at his wife. For some reason the women had been forced to sit on one side of the hall with the men on the opposite side.
    That was the trouble with being married and forming an emotional attachment, Rob thought. He didn’t mind if they took out a few civilians, but Mike, Erik, Alex, Yulian and Roman had all recently gotten hitched, and they were clearly not ready to risk the lives of their loved ones. He groaned under his breath. Only Dave and Denis seemed eager to follow his lead, the others all chickening out.
    “The Russian Revolution was a time of opportunity,” continued their father his history lesson. “Vladimir Lenin was a visionary and a great leader. The world could use a man like him in these troubled times.”
    “Dad, for fuck’s sake,” Mike grumbled. When Valery Petrov got started he was unstoppable and not a little annoying.
    “Stalin, on the other hand, was another matter entirely,” the old man continued, unperturbed. The others ignored him, which was always the best way to deal with his old man.
    “I agree with Yulian. We wait and see what these assholes are up to,” suggested Erik. “We’ll know soon enough.”
    “What they’re up to is trying to get their hands on Diana,” muttered Yulian. “Why do you think that is?”
    “Beats me,” said Mike.
    Yulian turned to Roman, who sat glowering at the attackers. “Do you have any idea, Ro?”
    “Not a clue,” the big guy rumbled. “As far as I know Di still works at Lighthouse. Heads up security.”
    “She does,” acknowledged Peter. “Hasn’t run into any trouble that I know of. She would have told me if she had.” As the lawyer in the family, Peter was best placed to know of any legal shenanigans their sister might have faced.
    “Who was that guy who came to get her?” Dave wanted to know.
    “That was Jack,” said Mike. “Prince Jacques. The king’s youngest. French special forces and something of a self-proclaimed specialist on security matters. He’s the one who told me something was going down.” He grimaced. “I didn’t believe him. Thought he was just throwing his weight around.”
    Rob glanced over to where King Francois and his son Prince Rudolph were seated. Perhaps they knew something. Keeping a sharp eye on the terrorist who stood watching them with his automatic weapon casually slung over his shoulder, he surreptitiously inched his way over to the crown prince.
    “Hey there, buddy,” he whispered, and the prince looked up in surprise. Worry was etched on his face. Another sap who just got hitched, Rob thought, his fiancée now sequestered on the other side of the room with the other women. “Do you know what the hell is going on?”
    “Not a clue,” the man said in a soft voice, darting worried glances at their guard.
    “Why did your brother take Diana away at the last minute? Did he know something we don’t?”
    Rudolph hesitated, then whispered, “Jack told me he intercepted a message outlining a plan to capture your sister.” He shook his head. “Unfortunately neither my father nor I gave much credence to his suspicions.”
    Rob frowned. “But why? What do they want with Di?”
    “No idea. Jack didn’t have a clue either. He just felt we should protect Diana at all cost.”
    “Which is what he did,” mused Rob.
    The prince gave him a level look. “Tell your family your sister is quite safe with Jack. He’s a soldier and knows how to handle himself.”
    “Where did he take her?”
    “My best guess is one of the panic rooms. We have them on every floor, and a