condensed master

The Reluctant Agent
A Compelling Story of Espionage
"There is one more thing."
"Oh no, not more conditions!"
Will chuckled. "With regard to the Yugoslavs, I'm not going to spy on them
without moral justification. They've treated me well."
"No, I don't want you to do that, listen to what they have to say about the
Croats. We can't find out where they hold their meetings, and only occasionally get
information regarding locations, after they have taken place. They never seem to
meet in the same place twice."
"Okay, but my prime concern at the moment is centred on this Nazi. I'll have
the information for you in a couple of days, and I want you to act quickly."
It was getting close to Dorothy arriving home as Will walked up Hawksburn
Road. It was always a pleasant walk up that road but his mind was troubled. In
one day he had been launched back into the fray, and already calculating what he
should do tomorrow. Arriving at the apartment simultaneously with Dorothy,
prompted the obvious question.
"You're late Will?"
"Yes, I've had quite a day." Over their evening meal they discussed Will's
move to the new factory.
The next day Will went over to Stefan's department to ask where he could be
located, and was delighted to hear that he had been sent over to one of the
subsidiary companies for the day. Down in the salvage department the German
was working alone, and Will closed the door behind him and locked it from the
inside. It was quite often closed to the staff, so no one would suspect that anything
was amiss.
The German got up from his chair. He was a quiet man, in his late twenties or
early thirties, always ready to oblige and Will was already regretting what he was
going to have to do.
"What are you locking the door for?" he queried, an apprehensive look on his
face.
"I want a chat with you and don't want us to be disturbed. Your name is
Klaus, isn't it?"
Klaus moved to the far wall, putting as much distance between himself and
Will as he could, his whole body language and facial expressions were changing
to fear, and for a moment Will felt sympathy welling up inside, and he strived to
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