Help.
Shannon glared at the phone and wasn’t happy. It was Sergei’s landline, so she had no way of knowing what just happened. Being a dial-up analog phone, it had none of the electronic features she had become accustomed to. Besides, she didn’t know it, but the phone wasn’t connected to any service-providing phone company.
Sergei routed the analog signal through a series of self-made electronic devices specifically designed to thwart eavesdropping. Someone could still tap into the line, but the encryption key was only held in two places. The analog phone in the house and the sat-phone in Trevor’s possession.
Shannon fought the urge to throw the phone against the wall. Her hands shook at her inability to receive news. She had grown accustomed to knowing what was going on always, and bei
