Mr. Moon sat patiently in the King's Court , his heart racing in anticipation of reuniting with his daughter as he waited for the next call . King Ford sat on his chair , occasionally throwing a word of comfort and encouragement at the distraught father . In addition to Bob , only three other members of the Council were present . The high level of secrecy demanded could not afford to have any loud-mouths .
As it had been instructed and agreed , the money had been raised and arranged in a briefcase and was waiting for the delivery instructions .
" Your Majesty , this waiting is traumatizing ," Mr. Moon said , standing to pace the floor . " Could they have changed their minds ? Or , has something happened to my daughter ?"
" Or maybe the police have gotten into them ," opined Bob .
" No
