The Moral Dilemma of Working Undercover

In 1989, Sue was offered a new government job in the office of the South African president. But as she got closer and closer to the hornet's nest, security checks grew more rigorous. She was always afraid that one day ANC links from her past would be pulled up. Then one evening, she was in her office in Windhoek in Namibia - it was getting dark. The phone rang: an off-reconce speaking person told me to stay at the house,. There was no money. There was no root out. There was absolutely no feedback. No direction, nothing. Was there time to reach out for help? Because I imagine you probably had to move quite fast