Belle managed t keep her face still save for a widening of her eyes.  Not a simple series of bank jobs.  Revolution. She raised her glass to the Boss. "In for a penny in for a pound."<br/><br/>She glanced at Samuel and smiled. "It can be done.  If the nobles can't make payroll how long would the army stay loyal?  We can do it one month surely.  Two, perhaps.  We might need three.  That will be chancy."  Her smile went cold.  "Add some civil unrest in the mix, force unpaid soldiers to shoot at their own kin, we might need less."<br/><br/>bombs.  Alexander most certainly had her attention now.  Bombs, civil disorder.  Hmmm.