One more thing remained to be done—the way had to be cleared for the jet.
Leaking the information to South Korean intelligence was easy; Mr. Li would accomplish it through his usual intermediaries. To get to the Americans, however, required subtlety.
Park glanced at his watch. It was five a.m.—three p.m. in the States.
He turned on his computer, waiting while it booted up.
He would supply the final touch himself over lunch with the Republic’s president. It was a pleasure he could not deny himself.
The screen flashed. Park sat and began to type.