The targeter: my life in the CIA, hunting terrorists and challenging the White House

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"In 1999, 30-year-old Nada Bakos moved from her lifelong home in Montana to Washington, DC, to join the CIA. Quickly realizing her affinity for intelligence work, Nada was determined to rise through the ranks of the agency first as an analyst and then as a Targeting Officer, eventually finding herself on the frontline of America's War against Islamic extremists. In this role, Nada was charged with determining if Iraq had a relationship with 9/11 and Al-Qaida, and finding the mastermind behind this terrorist activity: Abu Musab al-Zarqawi. Her team's analysis stood the test of time, but it was not satisfactory for some members of the Administration. In a narrative that takes the reader from Langley deep into Iraq, Bakos reveals the inner workings of the Agency and the largely hidden world of intelligence gathering post 9/11. Entrenched in the world of the CIA, Bakos, along with her colleagues, focused on leading U.S. Special Operations Forces to the doorstep of one of the world's most wanted terrorists. Filled with on-the-ground insights and poignant personal anecdotes, The Targeter shows us the great personal sacrifice that comes with intelligence work. This is Nada's story, but it is also an intimate chronicle of how a group of determined, ambitious men and women worked tirelessly in the heart of the CIA to ensure our nation's safety."--Page [2] of cover.;Murder boards -- The farm -- Career analyst program X -- No room for ambiguity -- Looking for unicorns -- Long guns to be placed here -- Strategy, what strategy? -- Special friends -- The real CIA must be in the basement : we're just the cover -- It's all sunshine and rainbows until... -- We asked him nicely -- A bucket of turtles -- Shift in momentum -- Perpetual end of the road. Murder boards -- The farm -- Career analyst program X -- No room for ambiguity -- Looking for unicorns -- Long guns to be placed here -- Strategy, what strategy? -- Special friends -- The real CIA must be in the basement : we're just the cover -- It's all sunshine and rainbows until... -- We asked him nicely -- A bucket of turtles -- Shift in momentum -- Perpetual end of the road.