CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
4:03 p.m. Israel Time (5:03 p.m. Tehran Time, 9:03 a.m. Eastern Standard Time)
Tel Aviv, Israel
“It’s called Evin Prison,” Luke said through Swann’s headset. “I need a layout, I need a way inside, and if possible I need to know a prisoner location.”
Swann and Trudy were sitting in Swann’s hotel suite at the Hilton. The room was on the tenth floor, and had sweeping views of the Mediterranean out the bay windows. The sun was already far to the west, slowly sinking into the sea.
“Evin Prison,” Swann said to Trudy.
They had set up Swann’s room as a makeshift command center. A bank of three laptops sat on a long fold-out table against the wall. Their rig was on the Internet through an encrypted satellite link-up that Swann had designed himself. Outside of the electric
