Lethal Force

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The lights of the Jung-gu or central district glittered through the swirling clouds as the silver and red cable car rose higher toward the North Seoul Tower, the highest point in the city. The Tower was like a large needle sticking out of Seoul’s highest mountain, surrounded by Namsan Park, the most famous green space in the capital city.

Standing against a rail in a corner of the cable car, the Korean woman glanced casually at the others inside with her. Since this was the last car of the evening, she would not have to endure screaming children and the slow elderly. No, the others were mostly young couples looking for romance, and young men looking for trouble. Her contact would already be at the base of the tower waiting for her, she guessed. At least that was the plan. But she knew these meetings rarely went as planned.

She glanced into her own reflection in the windows of the cable car and considered her clothing, which was completely out of character for her, where she had exchanged her normal skirt and high heels for practical black slacks and Nike running shoes. As she had waited for the cable car below, the wind had picked up and she was glad she had worn the black turtle neck under her leather jacket, which she left open enough to easily reach inside and extract her 9mm Sig Sauer. But she didn’t think for a minute she would need this sub-compact semi-auto handgun for tonight’s encounter. After all, she was only there to meet with an agent of South Korea’s National Intelligence Service. NIS officers had recruited this man for years and finally got him to agree to provide information on North Korea’s nuclear program.

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