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The Reluctant Agent<br />

A Compelling Story of Espionage<br />

"No, only Ed. Make sure he understands that." Tony nodded his head and<br />

disappeared through the door. There was nothing more to be done as far as the<br />

device was concerned, except wait for Wednesday evening.<br />

When Wednesday finally arrived Will took a tramcar into the city and walked<br />

up Bourke to Spring Street and crossing over the road on to the Parliament House<br />

side, waited there. He was at least half an hour early and knew where Ed would<br />

park so he watched for his arrival. Fifteen minutes before seven o'clock the car<br />

pulled in and parked, but to Will's surprise in addition to Ed, two other men got<br />

out, one of them was Tony. A mini discussion seemed to take place and Tony<br />

went inside the restaurant and the other man walked up the street in the direction<br />

of the Carlton Gardens. Ed then followed Tony inside.<br />

Will was in a dilemma. He immediately became suspicious. Who was the third<br />

man? Probably one of Ed's agents. What was going on? Was what he had just<br />

witnessed anything to do with his meeting with Ed, or was he reading things into<br />

the situation? No, he now had that gut feeling telling him to be careful. There had<br />

been no indication in the past that any connection with Ed could get rough, but<br />

there was the pistol under the newspaper episode in Ed's office, and that gut<br />

feeling was not going away.<br />

He now realized the stupid mistake he had made by making arrangements on<br />

Ed's own territory, and as the months rolled by Ed was becoming better equipped<br />

to eavesdrop. The irony of it all was that Will himself was supplying him, giving him<br />

the opportunity to listen in on even their own conversations! He had no other<br />

reasonable option than to go in, but he had the device in a small, flat, leather bag,<br />

the only thing he could use to bargain with. How could he temporarily get rid of<br />

it?<br />

Remembering a small hotel in Exhibition Street one block away, he ran<br />

practically all the way there to avoid being late back at the restaurant. He<br />

addressed the clerk at the reception desk. "Can I deposit this bag here for safe<br />

keeping for a couple of hours?"<br />

"Are you a guest here?"<br />

"No, but I'm a bit early meeting someone who will probably be booking in<br />

later."<br />

"Has he reserved a room?"<br />

"No, but he'll be here later."<br />

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