Michael G. Malaghan
Special to The Hawai‘i Herald
Jack Burns wondered about the urgency of the summons as he walked into Robert Shivers’ FBI office on the first Monday of December. Shivers motioned him to close the door. Hearing the click of the latch, he announced, “This is for your ears only: We’re going to be attacked before the week is out.”
Burns’ facial expression did not change. They had prepared for this day.
“What makes you so sure?” he asked, taking his usual seat in front of Shivers’ desk.
Shivers fished a cigarette out of a pack lying on his desk.