Page 37 of Legal Attraction

“Not at all, though yes, it was slightly entertaining, I was more interested in keeping you both safe. But let’s move on. Everything is good. No new incidents at least. But we’ve learned a little bit more about the group and we have some concerns.”

“Go on.” She dug one hand into her pocket because she couldn’t figure out anything else to do with it.

“They don’t have a name, but they have a style, and so we are able to trace their activities back for a couple years and they have one commonality. Similar to the group Anders and Astra mentioned, but it is larger in scope. Maybe their group is related.”

She waited.

“Royals.”

She let out a long slow breath. “They target royals?”

“Yes. All their violent crimes and attacks have royals at the center. We aren’t certain about other activities, financials, business, recruiting, motivations, but their violence is always centered around a royal or family or situation.”

“Who knows?”

“Almost everyone.”

“My parents?”

Her other phone rang. Her father’s face lighting the surface.

“Someone just told him. Is that him calling?”

“Yes, but I’ll call him right back. What do you know about their activity here in America?”

“They haven’t breached that country yet, that we know of. But remember. There aren’t any royals over there.”

“Usually. There are some now and then.”

“True, but you know what I mean. They aren’t there long term like you. Thadd, my brother, even came back from New York with Sage for the next five years to work on something at home. Anders is over here. You’re it, for now.”

“Do you think I’m in danger?”

“I think we all are, in one way or another. You are exposed, being alone. But I’m sure your father will increase your detail.”

“Or he’ll make me come home.”

“Can he?”

“He can be very persuasive. Would you go home?”

The pause was lengthy, but his breathing and some fingers tapping on the keyboard let her know he was still there. “I see no activity by airline heading in your direction, at least not now, not by any known problems. Would you be safer locked up in your parents’ palace? Absolutely. If you were my daughter, I would want you home. But are you going to skip your law degree and refuse to live because of a terrorist threat?” He puffed out a long breath. “I can’t believe I’m saying this, but really, it’s up to you.”

“Thank you, Lucan.” Coral closed her eyes. “Could you send me updates as you get them?”

“Sure, in fact, I’ll just add you to our zoom call tonight so you’re aware of anything that might be going down.”

“I’d appreciate that.”

“Good luck with your father.”

“Thanks.”

Her mother had sent at least ten texts during her call with Lucan. Her father picked up immediately when she dialed him. The conversation did not go well. He wanted her home and Coral refused to come. So he told her all the new security measures he would put in place.

“Father, you know if I have too much, it will just draw attention to where I am.”

“Don’t presume to start telling me about security for our family. I’ve been doing this for a decade longer than you’ve been alive.”

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