In David Ignatius’ s gripping brand-new novel, spies don’ t trouble to take information . they change it out, permanently and invisibly. Graham Weber continues to be director from the CIA for less than a week when a Swiss child inside a filthy T-shirt walks in to the American consulate in Hamburg and says the agency has been hacked, and he includes a list of real estate agents’ titles to confirm it. This is actually the minute a CIA movie director many dreads. Weber isn’ t sure where you can switch until he meets a charismatic (and unstable) young man named Adam Morris who runs the Internet Procedures Center. He’ s the CIA’ s in-house geek. Weber launches Morris on the mole hunt unlike anything in spy fiction– one that takes the reader into the hacker underground of European countries and America and results in a landscaping of paranoia and betrayal. Like the new world of cyber-espionage that it’ s attracted, The Director is certainly a maze of deception and double-dealing– in regards to a world where everything is definitely created in zeroes and ones and nothing could be trusted.