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The Spy Who Loved Us 141

market on Nguyen Hue Street, An would inquire curiously

about Herndon’s visits to the field. He was particularly interested

in descriptions of military units, their strengths and weaknesses.

“I had a car and driver in Vietnam, which I leased to the

Reuters bureau for two hundred and fifty dollars a month,”

says Herndon. “An would disappear with my car for several

days at a time.”

“‘I have gone hunting,’ he would say when he returned to

Saigon. Then he would present my wife and me with a leg of

venison or a piece of wild boar. Maybe it crossed my mind to

wonder if he was a courier, running antibiotics and other supplies

out to the Vietcong. My wife, who is Eurasian, was also suspicious

of An. He seemed to show up in too many places at once

and be too interested in observing what was happening. Of

course, our side was spying on us too. The CIA put an agent

named Don Larrimore on our staff. I caught him once inside

my apartment riffling through my telephone book. So we were

suspicious of everybody, An included.”

I had long wondered why An was called to the countryside.

Why make him cross enemy lines and report to Cu Chi,

a hotly contested war zone northwest of Saigon? He was sometimes

caught in crossfire, and once he had to spend the night

hiding in a ditch. “An was summoned to Cu Chi in the same way

we summoned our own assets to Saigon,” says former CIA analyst

and interrogator Frank Snepp, who now works as a TV producer

in Los Angeles. “This is what you do in the business.

You call people in for debriefing. It was a way to keep tabs

on him. You want to make sure he hasn’t been turned. You eye

him. You see if he’s still with you. It’s very dangerous, but that’s

what you do.”

An says he last went to the Cu Chi tunnels in 1966. After

that, with the 25th Infantry Division stationed there, it was too

dangerous. They had defoliated the jungle with herbicides and

flattened the trees with Rome plows. “Before 1966, I went

there all the time,” he says. “After that, we relied on couriers.”

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