Sometimes, the direct approach to the mole is best.  For instance, one assignment led me to a mole who had stolen my client's copyrighted material, and published it on his own website.  Using a suitable pretext, I met and convinced him that such behavior was very consistent with that of his counterparts who were found floating in the East River While other times, the preponderance of the evidence works too.  Retailers complained to the shoe manufacturer that competitors were selling their shoes for less than cost.  Over several months, I infiltrated the organized counterfeiting ring to the degree that I took the place of the ring's salesman, and began selling the same shoes to the same unlicensed retailers.  Armed with documentation and photographs, the judge was satisfied that the evidence I had supplied to my client supported further civil as well as criminal action against the ring.       And still other times, my direct involvement in the process works better.  This is when the fun begins.  A client guaranteed a bank loan for a new business partner.  Both signed a blank signature card and, based on the bank manager's promise to complete the card later, especially the insertion of the critical instructions, "two signatures required," my client felt he had control over the bank account, as was his agreement with the bank and the partner.  For whatever reason, though, the new card was never completed.  The next day, when the crooked partner emptied the account with a one-signature check and left town, the bank came knocking on my client's door.  My assignment was to make certain my client's signature was on that card because, with it, the bank erred in allowing the funds to be withdrawn without the two signatures, and my client would be off the hook.  With fake ID saying I was the bank's internal auditor, I found the old card in the file, forged my client's signature, and inserted the words "two signatures required for all checks."  In making my exit, though, I ran headlong into the bank manager and a FBI agent, both raising serious questions about my authenticity.  I must have dazzled them with my fancy footwork because I walked away without being handcuffed.  That was close.  As for my client, the bank offered a sincere apology and a forgiveness of the note.   I have several bank accounts under several business names, all pseudonyms, where payments are either wired or direct deposited by my clients.  I operate under such extreme cover that even my clients are unaware of my true identity. This affords them a certain cushion of deniability, should anything go wrong.  And sometimes it does. Because I deal with highly professional moles, infiltrating the infiltrator is a tough job, and requires a certain level of expertise and  knowledge to which only we spooks are privy.   First I learn where my target hangs, and when I am satisfied that I know his hot and cold buttons, I lay out my plan of a layered counterattack.     Let's say my target keeps in shape by bicycling.  My research shows that he rides with the Oregon Bike Club, a hundred-plus member organization sponsored by several local bike stores.  My top layer being relatively easy, I make friends with the owner of a sponsoring bike store who, over a period of weeks, introduces me to a friend of a friend of a friend of my target.  By the time I meet him for a day's ride, I'm his buddy.  After a few beers and a game of one-upmanship, he spills his guts while I walk away with  the proof  my client needs, including facts about the mole's unique business.                                                                       (Continued)
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