Chapter Thirty-Seven
It was an early night for everyone. Late evening in the Canadian Gulf Islands, late afternoon in North Korea at the end of a long day, and little or no sleep the prior night.
North Korea’s leader hadn’t been rude at dinner, but he’d made it clear that if it wasn’t about basketball, he wouldn’t be talking to anyone other than President Matthews.
Daniel offered Alice a separate room. The gentlemanly thing to do, and there were just enough beds. Big John and Tim, the two crew chiefs, had bedded down in bunk beds, generous enough for John’s tall frame. Beale and Henderson in one suite, Kim Jong-un in one of similar comfort and style. Daniel and the Korean bodyguard, who had still remained nameless, were to share another bunk room.
The crew chiefs and the Korean guard h
