When asked to join the Communist Party as an informant in the FBI, Cvetic was told he would have to give up his life as he knew it. He infiltrated the part and served in his undercover role from 1941-1950. He endured nine torturous years during which he never had a minute of peace or confidence that he would not be discovered as a mole and killed by his comrades in the party. What were the secrets of his survival? Cvetic was what he had to be to do what he had to do. Cvetic could be cruel and kind, violent and gentle, petty, generous, cheap, cunning, nave, crude, and frankly, dishonest. He learned to live a life of lies. Truthfully, self-preservation was the essence of his existence.