In Search of Enemies - A CIA Story - John Stockwell

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Saigon to Washington
A Braniff jet had carried me back to Washington five months
earlier, on July 30, 1975, two years to the day since my Vietnam
experience had begun, when they had rushed me upcountry after a
colleague's suicide. It was three months since the last helicopter had
left the embassy rooftop in the final evacuation of Saigon.
My CIA dossier would show me ready for just about any assignment.
I was thirty-eight years old, a GS 14 field case officer with three
tours in Africa, one at headquarters, and one in Vietnam. I had been
chief of the Lubumbashi base in Zaire, then chief of station in Bujumbura,
the capital of Burundi on Lake Tanganyika. Back at Langley
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g_oing out to Vietnam as officer in charge of the Tay Ninh province
upcountry. I had done·a ·101-c;r·things- in ___ tbe name of the CIA:
recruitedagents; bugged foreign embassies; run covert operations;
even hired prostitutes to be used against Soviet and Chinese officials.
I was, in short, an experienced, senior CIA case officer.
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