“Thank you.”
“But there is yet another dilemma.”
She inclined her head. She had wondered from the moment they had knocked on her thin door and entered her humble apartment what it was they actually wanted of her. They did not have to come here to thank her. They were busy, important men. To come merely to thank her was out of the question.
That could only mean one thing.
The black tunic said, “We require your services, Comrade Yie, for a very delicate mission.”
“Yes?” she said inquiringly.
“General Pak was not alone at his death.”
She sat there, her hands in her lap, and waited for what he would say next.
“We believe that two American agents were with him at the end.”
“Did they kill him? Was it not suicide?”
One general exclaimed, “We are not sure. We cannot be sure of that. They could have made it look like Pak took his own life. They are as cunning as they are evil. You know that.”
Chung-Cha nodded and said, “Yes. I know this.”
There was no other possible response a North Korean could make to such a statement and hope to live or remain free.
“Pak must have known we would discover his treachery,” said the same general. “That is why he immediately fled to France on the pretext of a health issue.”
“Why France?” asked Chung-Cha.
The black tunic shrugged. “He had been there before. It was a quirk of his personality that he seemed to like French things. He did not always appreciate the glory and beauty that is his own country.”
One of the generals said, “While the man you killed, this Lloyd Carson, was British, we believe he was secretly working with the Americans. We had tracked General Pak to the cottage where he died and had it under observation. We were about to take him when those two agents showed up. They had surveillance cameras up, but our people were able to avoid them. A single shot was fired. Then, very soon, people came and cleansed the area—more Americans. They were obviously behind all of this, the evil devils.”
“And what is the delicate mission you wish me to perform?” she asked.
The generals looked at each other and then both turned to the black tunic. He, it seemed, had been chosen to deliver the instruction.
“We believe that the cowardly Americans sought to actually kill our Supreme Leader and replace him with the traitorous General Pak. We cannot allow that to stand without a response. A very forceful response. It is imperative.”
“And what shape will this forceful response take?” asked Chung-Cha.
“An eye for an eye, Comrade Yie.”
She blinked. “You wish the death of the American president?”
Now the black tunic blinked as well. “No. We must humbly admit to ourselves that such a goal is unrealistic. He is too well guarded. But there is another target that will deliver our response just as forcefully.”
“And what is that?”
“He has a wife and two children. They must pay the price for their husband and father’s evil work. They must die, because they are just as guilty as he is.”
Chung-Cha looked at the two generals and found their features impassive. She looked back at the black tunic.
“You wish me to travel to America and kill them?” she asked.
“You must do so all at one time, while they are together, as they frequently are. We cannot eliminate them singly, because the survivors will be forewarned.”
“And when I do so and the Americans retaliate?”
“They are a weak bully. They have nuclear weapons? Well, so do we. And unlike them we have the courage to use them. They have much to lose. We have relatively little. And because of that, they will turn tail and run away like the cowards they are. You must understand, Comrade Yie, that we desire this confrontation. After all that has come before, we will prove to the world once and for all which country is mightier. The Supreme Leader is adamant on that point.”
Chung-Cha attempted to process all of this. Once she did she could see a result that did not mirror the man’s words at all. She could see her country literally wiped off the face of the earth. But it was not her place to question such things.
She said, “If this is to be accomplished a plan must be put into place, intelligence gathered, useful people recruited.”
The black tunic smiled. “All of what you say is true. And we have begun all of this. We will not strike right away. But when we do, the world will never forget.” He added in a patronizing tone, “And I know that you are honored beyond words, Comrade Yie, that you have been chosen by the Supreme Leader for such an important mission. I know that if you die in carrying it out, you will die with a heart full of pride that the Supreme Leader had such confidence in you. I cannot imagine a greater feeling when the end appears.”