THIRTY-FIVE
ALMOST MIDNIGHT, THE Prince in the back of the car, being driven home. The meeting with the Crown Prince had been a mess. A police officer shot in view of the public, safety at the Al Faisaliah hotel compromised, a massive theft of Emirati items—it looked very embarrassing to the Kingdom. He’d anticipated some wrath, and planned on spinning the response to these things as a win for his ministry, but the unexpected twist of the people fighting back had come as a complete surprise.
And now Abdullah, the brother of his wife, dead—bled out in a car on the highway. The Stone is missing. Sultan had almost been killed by this other man, the ‘accountant’.
All he knew is that they had him in special custody. For a few hours they could try to get some information from him before they
