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who would then make sure their wife was occupied on the dance
     floor until the meeting adjourned. The goal was to keep the party rolling as
     normally as possible so as not to alert Piper—or Alea—that anything potentially
     dangerous might be going down. If the news was bad, as Dane suspected, they
     would need a whole new game plan.
    “I’ll keep an eye on Her Highness,” Lan said.
    “What the hell did she say to you, buddy?” Coop asked.
    “Nothing I didn’t already know,” Landon grumbled over the
     radio.
    Dane was getting a headache. Nothing was going the way he’d
     planned. From the moment he and his friends had made a pact to go after Alea as
     a team, Dane had been sure they would succeed. He’d told himself back then it
     wouldn’t take more than a few months before she was surrounded by them, before
     they overwhelmed her. Over a year had passed, and he was starting to believe
     she would never be ready for a romance, much less one that involved three men.
    And he was beginning to understand that he might never be
     complete without her.
    The doors from the main hallway opened, and two tall,
     well-built men walked through. Law and Riley Anders hadn’t bothered with
     tuxedos. They were dressed casually in jeans and T-shirts. One wore a blazer
     and the other a leather jacket. Even though the palace was in the heart of the
     desert, it got cold at night.
    The brothers nodded to each other and turned toward Dane. He
     quickly sized them up. Lawson Anders was just a slight bit taller than his
     younger brother, but there was a coldness to his eyes that Dane recognized. Law
     had spent time in the military, likely in black ops, though his dossier claimed
     he’d only been a communications officer. Bullshit. The man in front of him had
     obviously seen and done too much. “Communications” was code for “too classified
     to discuss.”
    Riley Anders had gone the college route. Burke Lennox swore
     Riley was one of the premier hackers in the United States. It was a skill that
     would mean the world to an investigator. There was a lighter air to him, but
     Dane didn’t doubt he’d been trained well.
    “Lieutenant Mitchell?” Lawson asked.
    Dane winced inwardly. How fucking long would it be before he
     could hear military titles and not have his stomach go south? “It’s just Dane.
     I’m not in the Navy anymore.”
    Law leaned against the wall. “Yeah, from what I hear, you
     got a bad fucking rap. But I understand. I got out because I couldn’t listen to
     the brass anymore, either. Now Dominic is the only person who bitches at me.
     I’m the idiot who gets his ass out of the military, then goes to work for his
     former CO.”
    Riley shrugged. “Well, I’m the smart one who didn’t go into
     the military in the first place and I still end up getting my ass chewed out on
     a regular basis by your former CO.”
    Dane didn’t have time for the Anders brothers comedy hour.
     “Do you have the information I asked for? I don’t understand why Dominic
     wouldn’t just send it to me. I could have saved you a very long flight.”
    “Dominic never likes to give bad news over the phone.”
     Lawson glanced down at the briefcase his brother carried. “Do you have some
     place where we can set up?”
    A knot formed in his stomach, and Dane wondered if he was
     really braced for the truth.
    “Should I give Tal the signal?” Cooper asked him over the
     radio.
    From the edge of the ballroom, Landon looked back. He stood
     in the shadows, watching over the woman they all loved. The woman who might
     still be in danger. Dane gave him a nod, and Landon edged closer to Alea. He
     would keep an eye on her so Dane and Coop could take this meeting.
    “Dane?”
    He was procrastinating. “Yeah. Get everyone into Talib’s
     office pronto.”
    With a nod to the private investigators, Dane began to lead
     the way to a more private part of the palace. Behind him the brothers chattered
     on, throwing more