CHAPTER THIRTY EIGHT
11:05 p.m. Eastern Standard Time
The Situation Room
The White House, Washington, DC
“Military base Parchin is a confirmed nuclear missile site,” said the disembodied voice coming through the black speakerphone console in the center of the conference table. The voice was that of Mark Swann, the data analyst on Stone’s team. He was calling them from a hotel room in Israel.
Susan was beyond tired now.
She couldn’t remember ever seeing the Situation Room this crowded. There were at least fifty people packed inside. The walls were lined with chairs, each chair with a person on it, and an aide or two aides standing nearby. The young aides were typing into their tablets, or scribbling furiously into notepads.
The conference table was littered with coffee cups and empty
