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PROLOGUEPrince Khalid bin Mohammed al-Saud, aged twenty-six, was enduring a night of fluctuating fortunes. On the credit side, he had just befriended a spectacular looking Gucci-clad blonde named Adele who claimed she was a European princess and was just now clinging on to his left arm. On the debit side, he had just dropped $247,000 playing blackjack in one of the priváté gaming rooms.The Casino in Monté Carlo was currently costing Khalid s great-great uncle, the King, around the same amount every month as the first-line combat air strength of the Royal Saudi Air Force. There were currently almost 35,000 Saudi royal princes giving new meaning to the word hedonism.Like young Prince Khalid, many of them loved Monté Carlo, especially the Casino. And blackjack. And baccarat. And craps. And roulette. And expensive women. And champagne. And caviar. And high-speed motor yachts. Oh, boy; did those princes ever love motor yachts?Prince Khalid pushed another $10,000-worth of chips towards his new princess and contemplated