“Rick’s” mother, Rachel, was a high school teacher, and Rick was among the wittiest people at Langley High School. He was very clever; in fact, he even invented his own secret language. Rick was also a great actor. Carleton Ames was Rick’s father and had secretly worked for the CIA in Burma. This took place in the early 1950s. He posed as a college professor on leave to study the local culture …show more content…
there.
After he graduated high school, Ames went to the University of Chicago.
Sadly, he spent so much time working in the drama club that he flunked out. Rick got into the CIA scene through his dad in February 1962. At night, he would go to college classes. He soon realized how much his acting skills would come in handy when he was training in “the farm”- one of the CIA’s secret training facilities.
The CIA assigned him to its Soviet division and sent him to Ankara, Turkey. There, he posed as a military officer. His job was to recruit Turks as spies; soon enough the CIA found out that he wasn’t good at recruiting people. Ames was so disappointed, that he considered quitting his job. However, the agency sent him to its foreign language school where he mastered Russian and in 1974, they finally gave him a break.
Without any help whatsoever, Ames ruined all of the CIA’s connections in the Soviet Union. He went right ahead and told the Russians all the names of the “human assets” that the U.S. had working for them there. He cold bloodedly sold the KGB the names of twenty-five “sources.” Those poor people, all Russians, were soon arrested and were sentenced to what they call “the highest measure of punishment.” The person was to be taken into a room, made to kneel, then shot in the back of the head with a large caliber handgun so his or her face would be made unrecognizable. Their body was to be buried in a secret, unmarked grave to further punish his loved
ones.
As you now know, Rick wasn’t half as great as the CIA thought him to be. He was a cold-blooded traitor. Among the names he sold there was that of one of his best friends. He didn’t care. All that Aldrich Ames was looking forward to was the money. He couldn’t wait to get his big, fat, 2million dollar check in the mail. The first thing he does is roll up to the CIA building in a brand new Jaguar that costs more than his annual salary. Yet nobody suspects a thing.