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Will Bonner "Now that I live out in the bush it must be more difficult to make contact," Will paused, "I hope!" "As a matter of fact it's easier. You are closer to my office in Donvale than you were in Hawksburn." "I should have taken that into consideration and had a house built on the other side of town, in any case I've been away since 6 o'clock this morning and want to get home. What is it that you want?" "Only some more advice, that's all." "About another electronic device no doubt?" "Yes, when can we get together? At my office or perhaps at my home? I don't live very far from here." "No, I don't want to be seen connected with you, but I will meet you." "Where then?" "There's a dirt road that connects with the main road to Park Orchards, it's on the right about a quarter of a mile from Mitcham Road." "Yes, it goes deeper into the pine forest." "Drive down about a couple of hundred yards to a pull-in and wait there. It will have to be daytime, Saturday afternoon around 2 o'clock would be okay, but I'll only have a hour, perhaps less." "That will be fine, but why no objections?" "I don't mind talking, but if you try to coherse me into another job then you'll get some resistance." Will walked down the road to his house on the side of the hill and he looked across at the foothills on the other side of the valley. The sun was sinking low in the sky, creating patches of reddish brown colours amongst the trees. It felt good to be home and it counterbalanced any thoughts he had about getting involved with Ed again. The constant activity at his place of work made the days fly by and Saturday appeared out of nowhere. Dorothy was always busy, either around the house or garden and this day was no exception. Excusing himself for an hour was no problem and Will drove to North Mitcham about one and a half miles away and parked the car with others, close to a gas station. To be cautious, he had decided to walk the remaining quarter of a mile through the forest. The whole area around Park Orchards was one big pine plantation. The 200

The Reluctant Agent A Compelling Story of Espionage terrain undulated, reminding him of that time in Chesapeake Bay. It was a hot still afternoon as he entered the forest and within minutes he observed the bright reds, blues, greens and purples of the Rosella parrots, accompanied by their chattering as they flitted in and out amongst the trees. Approaching the meeting place, Will looked down through the trees to see the roof of Ed's car. He had reversed it off the dirt track. Circling around amongst the trees to get a better look Will ascertained that he was on his own. Walking on pine needles suppressed the sound of every footstep as Will approached the car from behind. Ed was expecting to see Will's car come up the track and he was concentrating in that direction. Rapping sharply on the side window shocked Ed back to reality, a frightened look on his face. "What the hell did you do that for?" "To keep you on your toes, I thought two cars would attract more attention than one," Will replied, as he got into the car. "I'm short on time Ed, so can we get started?" Ed nodded. "I'm getting a lot of pressure from my superiors to get more information about what the Serbs and Croats are up to, and I'm getting nowhere. The main purpose is to find out if their activities are just local, or maybe state, or even nationally sponsored. Individual groups are so tightly knit, consisting mainly of family members and relatives, that it's practically impossible to penetrate and find out what's going on." "I sympathize with you Ed, but I was under the impression that you wanted advice about electronics." "I'll be coming to that later, but we're desperate for leads. Can you tap into your Serb contacts and unearth something for us?" "Look here Ed, you can't talk to me as though I was one of your agents. I'm not. Yes I have friends in the Serbian community but it would be disastrous for me to start asking questions, if anything transpired that could connect me, I'd be in the soup. In any case, I see very little of them now. Ed looked discouraged, his chin was on the ground. "If only you could come up with something like the information you got about Stefan." "That was pure coincidence and I've only experienced one incident since." Ed perked up, a look of expectancy on his face. "What incident? Are you holding something back from me?" 201

Will Bonner<br />

"Now that I live out in the bush it must be more difficult to make contact," Will<br />

paused, "I hope!"<br />

"As a matter of fact it's easier. You are closer to my office in Donvale than you<br />

were in Hawksburn."<br />

"I should have taken that into consideration and had a house built on the other<br />

side of town, in any case I've been away since 6 o'clock this morning and want to<br />

get home. What is it that you want?"<br />

"Only some more advice, that's all."<br />

"About another electronic device no doubt?"<br />

"Yes, when can we get together? At my office or perhaps at my home? I don't<br />

live very far from here."<br />

"No, I don't want to be seen connected with you, but I will meet you."<br />

"Where then?"<br />

"There's a dirt road that connects with the main road to Park Orchards, it's on<br />

the right about a quarter of a mile from Mitcham Road."<br />

"Yes, it goes deeper into the pine forest."<br />

"Drive down about a couple of hundred yards to a pull-in and wait there. It will<br />

have to be daytime, Saturday afternoon around 2 o'clock would be okay, but I'll<br />

only have a hour, perhaps less."<br />

"That will be fine, but why no objections?"<br />

"I don't mind talking, but if you try to coherse me into another job then you'll<br />

get some resistance."<br />

Will walked down the road to his house on the side of the hill and he looked<br />

across at the foothills on the other side of the valley. The sun was sinking low in the<br />

sky, creating patches of reddish brown colours amongst the trees. It felt good to<br />

be home and it counterbalanced any thoughts he had about getting involved with<br />

Ed again.<br />

The constant activity at his place of work made the days fly by and Saturday<br />

appeared out of nowhere. Dorothy was always busy, either around the house or<br />

garden and this day was no exception. Excusing himself for an hour was no<br />

problem and Will drove to North Mitcham about one and a half miles away and<br />

parked the car with others, close to a gas station. To be cautious, he had decided<br />

to walk the remaining quarter of a mile through the forest.<br />

The whole area around Park Orchards was one big pine plantation. The<br />

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