CHAPTER EIGHT
Karina had never been so nervous in her life. Sitting in the dark, alone, she could hardly focus on the screen in front of her. Even in the meeting with the two conspiring presidents, or fleeing from the Secret Service, she had not been as anxious as she was then.
Veronika’s plan had worked, at least to some degree. Both the authorities and the media believed she had fled to Richmond. Not only had their contact called in a tip, but since then several alleged sightings had been reported.
Still she was nervous, because the White House believed she had recorded the meeting. Regardless of whether or not it was true, it would make them that much more desperate to find her. She had traded being taken alive for a harder push to find her. It was a calculated risk that she was now
