“We found the spy, Levi. He was right at Hoeryong where you told us.”
Agent Ko let out a sigh at the director’s report. His words were about the closest thing to a compliment any special agent could hope for. The director was ancient, having fought off Japanese imperialists as a young boy. He had worked his way up the Party ranks even though his ancestors before him had all been uneducated peasants. Ko, like most special agents, had two main goals in life: to help the Party achieve its glorious goals of reuniting the entire Korean Peninsula, and to keep from getting hauled off to prison camp for upsetting the director.
“Our initial interrogation with Levi led us to another one of the Yanji spies, the girl called Hannah,” the director reported. “What can you tell us about her?”
Ko laughe
