This review originally appeared in Critics at Large August 20, 2013.
There are some minor spoilers.
“There were some
lines he could not cross. He couldn’t murder the people he had been charged
with protecting. He couldn’t play God and sacrifice one of his countrymen in
the hope of saving others.”
—Alex Berenson,
Faithful Spy
“After so much
violence, killing came to him naturally. He always imagined that he could take
off the killer’s mask as he wished. But he found the mask had become his face.”
—Alex Berenson,
The Secret Soldier
From these
epigraphs, it might appear that John Wells, a sometimes CIA operative,
sometimes a freelancer, a Special Ops soldier and the chief protagonist in Alex
Berenson’s seven thrillers from 2006 to 2013 (with another to be released in
2014), is a close cousin to Jack Bauer, the antihero of the television series 24. In reality, Wells is a much more
complicated and layered character. We first encounter him in Faithful Spy (2006, all of his novels
are published by G. P. Putnam’s & Sons) as a deep cover jihadist who has
spent ten years in Afghanistan, speaks perfect Arabic and Pashtun, has endured
privations and the cold and has converted to Islam in order to become the first
(and only) CIA mole to penetrate Al Qaeda. It is 2001 and he is fighting
American troops. To establish contact for the first time with them, he
kills fellow jihadists and has the American officer shoot him in the arm so
that his story as the sole survivor of an American attack will have credibility
with Al Qaeda. The then No. 2, Ayman-al-Zawahiri, trusts him enough to send him
to the States to assist a master spy who is putting together plans for a
massive attack. Not knowing the details, the rest of the novel recounts how Wells
uncovers this plot and prevents a plague bacterium and “dirty” nuclear device
from exploding, a potential catastrophe that would have far more devastating
than 9/11. Yet because of his extensive training and lethal instincts, he is
able to accomplish these Herculean feats, despite serious assaults on his own
body, with assistance coming from only his handler and his love interest,
Jennifer Exley, who works in the CIA. The bureaucrats in the organization
mistrust Wells because he is at best a loose cannon, at worst a turncoat, a
Kurtz-like figure who has gone over to the heart of darkness. If he was that
close to Al-Qaeda, he should have provided the intelligence that might have
averted the 9/11 attacks. His determination to redeem himself for that failure
is chiefly what motivates his derring-do deeds.