Chapter Thirty-Nine
Earlier this morning, Alice had watched Emily’s SOAR team had flown the President and Frank Adams back to McChord, just over an hour round trip and no one the wiser. Apparently President Peter Matthews had spent the day aboard Air Force One with a head cold.
With the President gone, Kim Jong-un had collapsed into a deep armchair, making no more pretense of how exhausting the meeting had been. Whatever work they’d done, it had been hard on both men. Good work often was, though only the future would tell what the enigmatic dictator would make of it.
The Majors had fought their way back through the storm as if it were a quiet summer’s day and merely a routine flight.
On their return, Emily had handed Daniel a FedEx package.
Alice saw that it had been addressed to Dani
