When Britain's Scientist Klaus Fuchs, an inoffensive-looking man of twisted brilliance, confessed that he had betrayed U.S. atomic secrets to Russia, the FBI was left with a baffling piece of unfinished business—how to track down members of the shadowy transmission apparatus which had kept in touch with Fuchs during his tour of U.S. atomic centers and passed his stolen information back to the U.S.S.R.
Fuchs tried to cooperate. The shame of his trial and the drabness of life in London's Wormwood Scrubs prison (where he was set to work sewing mail sacks) had put him in a mood to talk,...
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