In Search of Enemies - A CIA Story - John Stockwell

3
Footsoldiers of
Foreign Policy
The next morning, July 31, 1975, as I attempted to hurry through
the East Asia Division processing, to get myself assigned back to
Africa Division and to collect s2,ooo I was due for out of pocket
travel expenses, a young woman stuck her head around a partition.
"If you are John Stockwell, you'd better come to the phone," she
said.
George Costello was on the line, in one of his surly moods. "Where
are you? And what the hell are you doing?"
"I'm in the EA finance office, getting checked in . . . didn't
Carl . . . "
"You don't seem to understand ... " His voice was loud. I held
the receiver away from my ear. "You're needed in Africa Division
now! Screw EA! Potts has IMMEDIATE cables on his desk that should
have been answered already! I want you back in my office now!"
It was Costello at his lovable best. I hurried out, not smiling as I
thought of my s2,ooo. I needed that money. Taking the stairs from
the fifth floor I hurried down "C" corridor and braced myself as I
ducked into Costello's office.