CHAPTER 10
Kennedy had been right. It was nighttime when she and Ian found each other. By morning, when Hak-Kun turned on the lights, she strained her neck as far as she could, pressing her face against her bars, but she still couldn’t make out any other cells. She knew from the sound of his voice last night that Ian was somewhere to her left, at least some distance apart judging by how loudly they had to speak.
She hadn’t heard from him since the lights turned on. They’d already decided it wouldn’t be safe to communicate if anyone was around.
And so she waited. Thinking about Ian, about the summer they spent together.
Seoul was a considerably bigger city than Yanji, but ironically it felt less congested. She’d spent her first weeks getting to know the people in the Korea Freedom Inter
