condensed master

The Reluctant Agent
A Compelling Story of Espionage
Back in his office Will was trying to suppress the uneasy feeling he had in his
stomach, but he had to act right away. Picking up the phone he dialled Ed's
number and left a message with the old man for Ed to meet him outside the factory
at 4.30 p.m. that day. Will was on tenterhooks, waiting for the close of production,
expecting chaos to break out at any moment, should Stefan get a hint of what was
going on. But nothing happened.
Ed was waiting, and he needled Will all the way home for the information, but
Will wanted to impart what he'd learned, get some assurances, and then get out
of the car. He'd had enough trauma for one day. The car pulled into the same
dead-end street near the apartment.
"Before I give you any information, I want your promise that you'll go through
with your part of the deal. If you don't, I'm up the creek without a paddle."
"I can assure you that your Stefan will give no more trouble." Will recoiled at
the intonation of the remark. He knew that the Israeli's were totally dedicated, and
would go to the ends of the earth to get justice, in whatever form.
"There's not going to be any killing is there?" Will questioned, as things were
now out of his control, and there would be no turning back.
"No, no killing. One day he'll be here, the next day gone." Will passed the
information over, and Ed drew a sharp intake of breath. "This is good stuff, how
did you get it so quickly?" Will gave him a knowing look. "Okay I remember, you
look after your business and I'll look after mine."
As the car sped away Will realized that the next few days would be crucial.
Each day that followed he went to see Klaus to check whether there had been any
repercussions, but none occurred. Stefan was engaging in his usual activities and
Will was beginning to wonder if something had gone wrong. The waiting game was
as bad as the action, Will concluded.
Another day passed and no word from Ed. Will was getting tempted to make
contact, but knowing that he had passed things over to the Israeli's, he felt that it
would probably be a fruitless exercise.
Arriving early the next morning, Will sat at his desk going over the work,
scheduled for that day. Production workers were appearing in dribs and drabs,
it was a typical start for the day. A frantic scuffling outside the door arrested Will's
attention, making him stand up in anticipation. The door opened and Stefan burst
into the office.
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