"If what you suspect is true, perhaps we need to conduct a search for likely candidates. We could take out single ads in newspapers across the world for all Carpathians." "Your woman would like that," Gregori agreed. Mikhail nodded. "She says we need to be brought into this century." Mikhail's laughter was genuine. "All my latest technology has failed to convince her that I am a modern man." Without thought, his mind reached for Raven's to share the joke. Instantly Raven flooded his mind with her soft musical laughter. For a moment, the severity of his people's problems slipped away, and he was surrounded by her love. Gregori's silver eyes glittered ominously, dragging Mikhail back to their present dilemma. He sighed softly and reiterated. "Raven has to feel I have reverence for human life." He offered the explanation by way of an apology. "You do," Gregori snapped, his voice terse. "More than you probably should. You also have a responsibility to our people. Romanov is very dangerous to us. To leave him alive is to leave a time bomb ticking." "Yet to kill him would drive a huge wedge between Raven and me." Gregori heaved a sigh. "Take command of your woman, Mikhail. That is the best advice I can give you."