Luke LaManna

The last few months had been like something out of a dream. Since coming to Rome, Rick had treated her to fine dining, designed her clothes, and had even started talking about buying a Jaguar. Rosario liked her new life. It was so much more exciting than the dreary grind of DC. But on the other hand, something felt off. Back in DC, Rick had been so worried about money.

He'd complained constantly about his debt and how expensive the city was getting. but now he was opening Swiss bank accounts and spending like a king. She had even overheard Rick telling friends that their new money was coming from her family in Colombia, which she knew was a lie.

He'd complained constantly about his debt and how expensive the city was getting. but now he was opening Swiss bank accounts and spending like a king. She had even overheard Rick telling friends that their new money was coming from her family in Colombia, which she knew was a lie.

Her family was well connected, they even had ties to the president, but they weren't rich, and they certainly weren't sending Rick and Rosario cash. So why was Rick pretending that they were? Rosario took a deep breath. Then she grabbed Rick's hand.

Her family was well connected, they even had ties to the president, but they weren't rich, and they certainly weren't sending Rick and Rosario cash. So why was Rick pretending that they were? Rosario took a deep breath. Then she grabbed Rick's hand.

She told him she didn't need to know what he did at the CIA or why he was always on calls with men with Russian accents, but she did need to know where was all this cash coming from. Rick told her it came from Robert, his college friend from back in Chicago. Rosario nodded. She'd heard of Robert. Last year, Rick was in financial despair until he came home with 50 grand in cash.

She told him she didn't need to know what he did at the CIA or why he was always on calls with men with Russian accents, but she did need to know where was all this cash coming from. Rick told her it came from Robert, his college friend from back in Chicago. Rosario nodded. She'd heard of Robert. Last year, Rick was in financial despair until he came home with 50 grand in cash.

He told her it was a loan from his old pal Rob. Rosario asked Rick, had Robert lent him more money? Wouldn't they have to pay him back? Was this lifestyle going to plunge them into debt? Rick said, no, this wasn't a loan. This was income. Robert's rich friends wanted to make some investments in the European market. Rick was managing their funds and earning a commission.

He told her it was a loan from his old pal Rob. Rosario asked Rick, had Robert lent him more money? Wouldn't they have to pay him back? Was this lifestyle going to plunge them into debt? Rick said, no, this wasn't a loan. This was income. Robert's rich friends wanted to make some investments in the European market. Rick was managing their funds and earning a commission.

Rosario wondered if Rick was lying. He had done it before, hiding his CIA work from her when they first met in Mexico. But then again, Rosario had kept secrets too. While she was a cultural attache at the Colombian embassy, she had also been working as a CIA asset. She lent her apartment to the agency for covert meetings, in exchange for rent money.

Rosario wondered if Rick was lying. He had done it before, hiding his CIA work from her when they first met in Mexico. But then again, Rosario had kept secrets too. While she was a cultural attache at the Colombian embassy, she had also been working as a CIA asset. She lent her apartment to the agency for covert meetings, in exchange for rent money.

Once they discovered their CIA connection, Rosario and Rick became even closer. Now Rosario worried that Rick's secrets would tear them apart. But Rick caressed her cheek and promised there was no funny business. Just Robert's business, which was going to make them rich. Rosario kissed Rick and finished her hot chocolate. She might as well enjoy the luxury while it lasted.

Once they discovered their CIA connection, Rosario and Rick became even closer. Now Rosario worried that Rick's secrets would tear them apart. But Rick caressed her cheek and promised there was no funny business. Just Robert's business, which was going to make them rich. Rosario kissed Rick and finished her hot chocolate. She might as well enjoy the luxury while it lasted.

On a rainy November morning in 1989, 56-year-old Jean Vertuffet stepped into the CIA lobby in Washington, D.C. She flashed her badge to the guard, then stopped to clean the rain off her glasses. She made her way to her second-floor office. When she sat down, she noticed a present on her desk. Jean unwrapped it to find a John le Carré spy novel, gifted to her by an assistant. Jean sighed.

On a rainy November morning in 1989, 56-year-old Jean Vertuffet stepped into the CIA lobby in Washington, D.C. She flashed her badge to the guard, then stopped to clean the rain off her glasses. She made her way to her second-floor office. When she sat down, she noticed a present on her desk. Jean unwrapped it to find a John le Carré spy novel, gifted to her by an assistant. Jean sighed.

Le Carre's stories featured an older female researcher who was a genius at cracking Soviet cases, just like Jean. She didn't love the comparison or the attention, but she got a lot of it these days. Ever since October 1986, when she was the head of the CIA's mole hunting unit. By then, it was clear to the top CIA brass that the agency had been infiltrated.

Le Carre's stories featured an older female researcher who was a genius at cracking Soviet cases, just like Jean. She didn't love the comparison or the attention, but she got a lot of it these days. Ever since October 1986, when she was the head of the CIA's mole hunting unit. By then, it was clear to the top CIA brass that the agency had been infiltrated.

Too many of their Russian assets had disappeared, and eventually they learned that some had actually been executed by the KGB. First, they thought their offices might have been bugged, but Gene thought it more likely a mole within the CIA. Gene's first suspect was Edward Lee Howard, the mole identified by Vitaly Yurchenko in 1985. But Gene couldn't tie every disappearance to Howard.

Too many of their Russian assets had disappeared, and eventually they learned that some had actually been executed by the KGB. First, they thought their offices might have been bugged, but Gene thought it more likely a mole within the CIA. Gene's first suspect was Edward Lee Howard, the mole identified by Vitaly Yurchenko in 1985. But Gene couldn't tie every disappearance to Howard.

so she decided there had to be more than one mole. She spent a few tough years in the weeds, mostly following dead-end threads that had been planted by the KGB to confuse her. But on this November morning, Jean got a gift way better than a spy novel. Someone knocked on her door, and a young CIA investigator named Dan Payne rushed in. He'd gotten a tip from within the CIA