CHAPTER THIRTY FIVE
3:16 p.m. Korea Time, August 18 (2:16 a.m. Eastern Daylight Time, August 18)
Headquarters of the National Intelligence Service – Seoul, South Korea
“Okay, kids, I’m up for grabs,” Luke said. “What do we do?”
He had called Susan three more times. Then he tried his former house in the Virginia suburbs, hoping to reach the answering machine. Then he tried Ed Newsam’s house, and Swann’s fancy apartment.
Nothing. No calls were going through to the United States.
They sat in the small conference room—Luke, Ed, Swann, Trudy, and Park Jae-kyu. Swann and Trudy were in front of laptops.
“It’s started,” he said.
“I think we get that,” Luke said.
Swann shook his head. “I don’t mean just the telephones. Systems are crashing. It’s all over the intelligence chat rooms. The sh
