The photograph was a seismic event in Yuna’s private war. It transformed her abstract fear into a concrete, horrifying reality, but it also gave her a fixed point to focus her immense will. Jun was no longer a ghost; he was a man in a specific kind of hell, and she would become his deliverance.
Her approach became more nuanced, more ruthless. She realized that public pressure alone was a blunt instrument; it protected Jun from execution but did nothing to alleviate his daily suffering or secure his release. She needed to attack on multiple fronts.
She established a non-profit foundation, ostensibly for “Inter-Korean Humanitarian Dialogue,” staffed with former diplomats and intelligence analysts. Its true, unstated purpose was a single, focused operation: “Project Nighthawk.” Under its cl
