Everyone except Tonya had a small leather bag on a strap slung casually over their shoulder. When I noticed that, I commented on it."Tonya, do we need...to go back for your purse?" I asked.Tonya gave me a sly grin, rucked up her skirt just enough that I could see she had a larger model stunner in a holster strapped high up on her long shapely thigh and said, "Nope, I need both hands free in case you try anything crazy, so Helena has my Omni-card and money."I gave her a grin in return and teased. The young Crown Prince Mustapha, still only nine years old, and back in Kobekistan for his school's Easter holidays, begged to be allowed to attend but his father wisely forbade it, as he hoped it would turn out to be a very adult evening indeed.The young Prince did give his father, the Emir, pause for thought when he said, "You know, father, your lovely Golden Palace lacks only one thing." And what might that be, my disrespectful son?" he asked."A Jeeves. You really should have a real English. "Yes, ma'am. I am so sorry!" I am afraid sorry does not cut it, young lady. Get your butt over here and bend over my desk."Alice hurried to obey Doctor Angelique's instructions and looked back over her shoulder in deep distress."Get that jumpsuit off, you silly young twit!"Alice zippered out of the jumpsuit exposing her naked form devoid of any other covering. She was trembling noticeably but it wasn't from the cold draft of the air conditioning unit, it was the fear of the highly anticipated. I saw shots hitting his shielding but I waited, I held my shot, tracking his swings. As he swung back for another sweep, I anticipated the moment his face would show. Just for a split second, it crossed my sight as I squeezed, then he was flying through the air and out of the truck.There was no longer a need for spotting, so four L85 rifles joined our fire. Both Taliban and Al-Quaeda fighters fell like nine pins, then the bloody machine gun opened fire again. Someone else had taken the.