Such a fascinating read!!! It’s a firsthand account of Cold War espionage from one of the first female CIA case officers assigned to Moscow. What I liked most was how real it felt—no glamorizing, just honest, grounded storytelling about what life and fieldwork in 1970s USSR actually looked like. Her role was intense in moments, but also quiet, thoughtful, and sometimes really isolating, which made it even more compelling to me.
I’ve never worked for the CIA (as much as I sometimes like the idea), but I think there’s a shared kind of intensity that comes with being an expat in high-stakes environments—this book proved that to me. The author lived and worked in Southeast Asia and the USSR; I’ve also worked in Southeast Asia and a former Soviet country, and I was fascinated by the overlap in atmosphere, even across decades. The disorientation of a new city, the weight of sensitive work, and the strange mix of loneliness and purpose all felt deeply familiar. I kept gasping, nodding, even laughing at things that weren’t innately funny but instantly recognizable. We were close in age, too—her in Moscow, me in Kyiv—which made the whole story land even more personally.