Luke LaManna

Could they have discovered her relationship with Ricardo, or the revolutionary books he'd been sending her? Anna had passed her FBI background check despite her growing contempt of the U.S. government, but she was worried they knew about her politics and had flagged her for additional review. Anna walked into the office, mustering her best poker face.

Her boss asked her to take a seat, and she fidgeted anxiously with the hem of her skirt. She'd only just moved into her new apartment in northwest D.C. If she got fired, she'd probably have to move back in with her mother. That's when her boss began explaining to her that she'd been granted a top-secret security clearance.

Her boss asked her to take a seat, and she fidgeted anxiously with the hem of her skirt. She'd only just moved into her new apartment in northwest D.C. If she got fired, she'd probably have to move back in with her mother. That's when her boss began explaining to her that she'd been granted a top-secret security clearance.

Her boss acknowledged that they rarely promoted a new employee so quickly, but they were short-staffed and needed more clerks to process Freedom of Information Act requests. Suddenly, Anna found herself reviewing some of the most sensitive national security files, determining which information could be released to the media and public. Anna relished the extra responsibility.

Her boss acknowledged that they rarely promoted a new employee so quickly, but they were short-staffed and needed more clerks to process Freedom of Information Act requests. Suddenly, Anna found herself reviewing some of the most sensitive national security files, determining which information could be released to the media and public. Anna relished the extra responsibility.

Her attention to detail and analytical skills impressed her bosses, and she was promoted again to a legal technician. Anna had gone from an unemployed communist sympathizer, fresh out of college, to the inner circle of federal government intelligence. Ana picked over her food with her fork, trying to gather her thoughts about her friend Marta's question.

Her attention to detail and analytical skills impressed her bosses, and she was promoted again to a legal technician. Anna had gone from an unemployed communist sympathizer, fresh out of college, to the inner circle of federal government intelligence. Ana picked over her food with her fork, trying to gather her thoughts about her friend Marta's question.

She'd asked Ana if she would be willing to aid Cuba in their support of the Sandinistas, the Nicaraguan revolutionaries battling the American-backed Contras in the early 1980s. Marta explained that by using Ana's access to top-secret intelligence, the Cuban government could turn the tide in Nicaragua. With her help, they could better prepare against the Contras and their ruthless tactics.

She'd asked Ana if she would be willing to aid Cuba in their support of the Sandinistas, the Nicaraguan revolutionaries battling the American-backed Contras in the early 1980s. Marta explained that by using Ana's access to top-secret intelligence, the Cuban government could turn the tide in Nicaragua. With her help, they could better prepare against the Contras and their ruthless tactics.

It sounded easy enough, but what Marta was asking was for Ana to commit treason, to be a spy for the Cubans. It was December 1984, five years since she began at the Department of Justice. Anna, eager to advance her career, had entered the graduate school program at the Johns Hopkins School of Advanced International Studies.

It sounded easy enough, but what Marta was asking was for Ana to commit treason, to be a spy for the Cubans. It was December 1984, five years since she began at the Department of Justice. Anna, eager to advance her career, had entered the graduate school program at the Johns Hopkins School of Advanced International Studies.

As she absorbed the finer details of international relations, Anna's socialist worldview continued to crystallize. Her friendship with Marta, one of her classmates, had started innocently enough. They shared a passion for world affairs and outrage at the US government's actions in Nicaragua.

As she absorbed the finer details of international relations, Anna's socialist worldview continued to crystallize. Her friendship with Marta, one of her classmates, had started innocently enough. They shared a passion for world affairs and outrage at the US government's actions in Nicaragua.

Marta, who seemed almost effortlessly outgoing, got Ana to come out of her shell a bit more, to speak out for what they both believed in. What Ana didn't know was that Marta was an intelligence operative for the Cubans. Her enrollment at Johns Hopkins was a ploy to recruit students on their way to high-ranking careers in government who were disillusioned with U.S. foreign policy.

Marta, who seemed almost effortlessly outgoing, got Ana to come out of her shell a bit more, to speak out for what they both believed in. What Ana didn't know was that Marta was an intelligence operative for the Cubans. Her enrollment at Johns Hopkins was a ploy to recruit students on their way to high-ranking careers in government who were disillusioned with U.S. foreign policy.

Students like Ana. Marta invited Anna on a trip to New York City to spend some time together before the holidays, cavort around Manhattan, see the sights, and discuss helping the Nicaraguans as they battled the Contras. Marta had made a reservation for three at a busy restaurant so Anna could meet her friend.

Students like Ana. Marta invited Anna on a trip to New York City to spend some time together before the holidays, cavort around Manhattan, see the sights, and discuss helping the Nicaraguans as they battled the Contras. Marta had made a reservation for three at a busy restaurant so Anna could meet her friend.

Marta introduced their dinner date as someone concerned about the plight of the Sandinistas, just like her and Anna. The three of them sat down for dinner, and it wasn't long before Marta popped the question. Ana didn't take more than a few moments before agreeing to help.

Marta introduced their dinner date as someone concerned about the plight of the Sandinistas, just like her and Anna. The three of them sat down for dinner, and it wasn't long before Marta popped the question. Ana didn't take more than a few moments before agreeing to help.

In fact, she felt almost like it was her destiny to help the Sandinistas while at the same time aiding Cuba's fight against the U.S. Ana felt betrayed by American support for violent regimes, so betraying her country in turn felt very appropriate. Marta congratulated her on such a monumental decision. Their dinner guest predicted Ana would be one of the best agents to ever assist Cuba.