About this Series
In this New York Times bestselling series of sophisticated thrillers, Milo Weaver used to be a “tourist” for the CIA—an undercover agent with no home and no identity. Weaver tries to leave his life of secrets and lies behind, opting for a CIA desk job. But soon, the layers of intrigue, betrayal and manipulation pull him back in, and this reluctant spy has no choice but to return to the field and untangle the mysteries that only he can solve. Olen Steinhauer’s spy novels are full of dark secrets, webs of intrigue, and plenty of suspense.
Olen Steinhauer, looking back on his Milo Weaver novels, says this:
There was a time when Tourism, the rootlessness and the danger, would have excited me outside the pages of a novel. Back then, I had no idea that the greatest challenges would arrive from a different quarter. Perhaps that’s why I gave Milo both worlds: He begins as a Tourist, then leaves that life to take on marriage and fatherhood. He thinks his worries are over, but he’s just as naïve as I once was, dreaming of passports and open-ended credit cards and the light step of the unencumbered.
Every fool gets to be young once.
Praise for the Milo Weaver Novels:
“Olen Steinhauer’s Milo Weaver novels are must-reads for lovers of the genre.” —The Washington Post
“Not since le Carré has a writer so vividly evoked the multilayered, multifaceted, deeply paranoid world of espionage, in which identities and allegiances are malleable and ever shifting, the mirrors of loyalty and betrayal reflecting one another to infinity . . . Intensely clever.” —The New York Times Book Review on An American Spy
“This is a classic spy novel, but it’s Weaver’s angst that lifts the book to a compelling level of freshness.” —USA Today on The Nearest Exit
“Here’s the best spy novel I’ve ever read that wasn’t written by John le Carré.” —Stephen King, Entertainment Weekly, on The Tourist
“Milo Weaver, Steinhauer’s hero, is the opposite of Swagger and Reacher—he is conflicted and neurotic and hopelessly sentimental—but no less entertaining.” —Malcolm Gladwell, TheNewYorker.com