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“That’s about the size of it.” Shake gathered glasses to refill and started toward the bar. “We made the beach just before dawn and found the boats intact. We sank one on the other side of the surf line and puttered around in the other until the sub spotted us. The weather in the Sea of Japan was genuine dog-s**t but they finally got us aboard about five miles out, and we headed back south.”
“I never heard anything about that.” Chan looked across the coffee table and shrugged at Bayer.
“No, you didn’t.” Bayer rose and went to help Shake mix drinks. “What you and everyone else heard over the next couple of weeks was the North Koreans bitching and moaning about the South Koreans staging a raid on their territory. Not word one about the aircraft, probably because there
