Turncoat Hanssen Was a Very Weird Dude
The late FBI agent-turned traitor left a strange mark in the annals of espionage
The one thing that sticks in my mind about my Vietnamese spy all these decades later is how he picked at the black mole on his right cheekbone with an elongated finger nail on his pinkie. That, and the stubby, anthracitic French cigarettes he incessantly smoked during our monthly meet-ups in a stifling ramshackle hotel room. Middle aged, an anticommunis…
