Kieran heard Jack's remarks and answered him before Brian could. "You'll never find him or even get close without me. You need me."
"You're not going," Khaat said.
"Well, you've forgotten your history, then. Muggles have been taking care of themselves for thousands of years without magic. I can take care of myself. I can't fire a wand, but I can fire a gun."
Robert had been sitting in silence all this time, and he finally spoke. "He goes."
"What?" Khaat frowned.
"On one condition," Robert said.
"I don't make conditions," Kieran said.
"Then you don't go," Robert replied.
"What's the condition?"
"You stay right beside Khaat and if anyone so much as thinks about breathing on my daughter, you remember how to fire your gun." Kieran nodded. It wasn't even apparently a question in his mind. Brian just looked at Robert, frowning, not understanding what he was up to.
"Get the mission details, Brian, and get it set up," Robert ordered. "Then get back to me."
"Ok," Brian said, complying with orders. He motioned Kieran to follow him down the hall to talk.