Hunting Eichmann: How a Band of Survivors and a Young Spy Agency Chased Down the World's Most Notorious Nazi Paperback - 2010

Hunting Eichmann is the first complete narrative of a relentless and harrowing international manhunt.

When the Allies stormed Berlin in the last days of the Third Reich, Adolf Eichmann shed his SS uniform and vanished. Following his escape from two American POW camps, his retreat into the mountains and out of Europe, and his path to an anonymous life in Buenos Aires, his pursuers are a bulldog West German prosecutor, a blind Argentinean Jew and his beautiful daughter, and a budding, ragtag spy agency called the Mossad, whose operatives have their own scores to settle (and whose rare surveillance photographs are published here for the first time). The capture of Eichmann and the efforts by Israeli agents to secret him out of Argentina to stand trial is the stunning conclusion to this thrilling historical account, told with the kind of pulse-pounding detail that rivals anything you'd find in great spy fiction. 

Details

• Title Hunting Eichmann: How a Band of Survivors and a Young Spy Agency Chased Down the World's Most Notorious Nazi
• Author Neal Bascomb
• Binding Paperback
• Edition Reprint
• Pages 416
• Volumes 1
• Language ENG
• Publisher Mariner Books, NY USA
• Date 2010-04-20
• Illustrated Yes
• Features Bibliography, Illustrated, Index, Maps
• ISBN 9780547248028 / 0547248024
• Weight 0.85 lbs (0.39 kg)
• Dimensions 7.9 x 5.2 x 1.1 in (20.07 x 13.21 x 2.79 cm)
• Themes
  • Cultural Region: Latin America
  • Cultural Region: Middle Eastern
  • Ethnic Orientation: Jewish
  • Topical: Holocaust
• Library of Congress subjects War criminals - Germany, Eichmann, Adolf
• Dewey Decimal Code 943.086

The man from bus 203 was late.

     For three weeks now the team tracking him had watched their target return from work to his small brick bunker of a house on Garibaldi Street. Every night was the same: At 7:40 p.m., bus 203 stopped at the kiosk on the narrow highway 110 yards from the corner of Garibaldi Street; the man exited the bus; another passenger, a woman, also exited at the same stop. They separated. Sometimes the man stopped at the kiosk for a pack of cigarettes, but this never took more than a minute. Then he crossed the street and walked toward his house. If a car approached, he turned on his flashlight — one end red, the other white — to signal his presence. When he reached his property, he circled the house once before entering, as if checking that all was secure. Inside, he greeted his wife and young son, lit a few additional kerosene lamps, and then sat down for dinner. He was a man of precise routines and schedules. His predictability made him vulnerable.