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Will Bonner "No, it involved a skirmish between a Jew and a German, but he's legitimate, as all the Germans are at the factory. All straightforward family men. Perhaps you might have forgotten, but there are lots of ordinary folk out there." Ed's face fell again and Will continued, "you've always kept your promise in regard to our arrangement and never put the pressure on me by using threats and I appreciate that. What do you really want from me?" Ed's face lit up again, his emotions had been up and down like a yoyo on a string. "Make casual contact with your Serbian friends again. Try and find out where the Croatians are holding their meetings so that we can start meaningful surveillance, which brings me to this." Reaching into the rear seat of the car he recovered a package that Will immediately recognized. It was a Radio Sonde transmitter. "Can you convert this for me?" Will burst into uncontrollable laughter to Ed's questioning look. "You've just gone to all the trouble of telling me how difficult it is to penetrate these Croat groups and then show me this monstrosity of a device that would be impossible to conceal. How do you propose getting it into their meetings?" Ed thought for a minute before answering. "I was hoping you would have the answer to that." "You must think I'm a magician, but apart from that, it would be much easier to detect than your miniature recorder, which would be more practical to hide before the meeting and collect afterwards." Ed's brain was ticking over, trying to absorb what Will was saying. “It would have to be started hours before the meeting got going and would probably run out of spool.” Ed was totally concentrating on Will. An expectant look on his face. Will was tempted to keep him dangling on the end of a string, but had second thoughts. "That's where Telemetry comes in." "What's Telemetry?" "I could make the Radio Sonde trigger the recorder anytime you want, from half a mile away." Ed's eyes positively twinkled. "You mean I could press a button here and start the recorder going in Mitcham?" "Yes." It was hot in the car leading both men to get out and sit under the shade of the 202

The Reluctant Agent A Compelling Story of Espionage trees. Looking around, Will was finding it difficult to reconcile the content of the conversation that they were having in comparison with the natural surroundings. He could have sat there for awhile longer but time was slipping by and he needed to get back. "If the radio sonde is stolen I can't take it. How did you get it?" "I had someone purchase it for me legitimately. I guessed you would ask so I brought the receipt." "I'll take it then but I can't promise a result, and the same goes for the Serbian contact, but I'll try." "At least I can tell my superiors that things are progressing and get them off my back for awhile. You'll phone me if you get any leads?" "Yes, but don't hold your breath, it could be awhile." Will waited until he heard Ed's car speed up as it reached the tarmac road and then walked back through the forest to his car. Glancing at his watch indicated that only half an hour had elapsed since his arrival, it had seemed longer than that. Now ignoring the serenity of the trees and birds his mind was concentrating on what had transpired. The electronics, once again, would only offer up problems that were logic and surmountable, but contacting his Serbian friends was another matter. It was not going to be easy getting the information without telling them why he wanted it. Dealing with humans was far more complex than electronic devices. Taking the easy path Will concentrated his spare time on developing the device. Telemetry was not new and there was plenty of information available. The Radio Sonde transmitter was faulty, but this was expected considering it had been purchased from the salvage department of the company, but spare parts were readily available. Deciding to play things by ear he phoned the South Yarra factory to initially make contact with the Yugoslav’s but the phone was dead. Another call informed him that the factory had been disbanded and there whereabouts unknown. It would have been ideal to have organized what may have appeared to be a chance meeting and let things take their natural course from there. Will's reluctance grew, until he finally decided not to do anything, except complete the transmitting device. They had now well and truly settled in Vermont and he was inwardly objecting to anything that would upset their future. It was Will's birthday and he was experiencing one of his worst days at the factory. Everything had backfired and he 203

Will Bonner<br />

"No, it involved a skirmish between a Jew and a German, but he's legitimate,<br />

as all the Germans are at the factory. All straightforward family men. Perhaps you<br />

might have forgotten, but there are lots of ordinary folk out there." Ed's face fell<br />

again and Will continued, "you've always kept your promise in regard to our<br />

arrangement and never put the pressure on me by using threats and I appreciate<br />

that. What do you really want from me?"<br />

Ed's face lit up again, his emotions had been up and down like a yoyo on a<br />

string. "Make casual contact with your Serbian friends again. Try and find out<br />

where the Croatians are holding their meetings so that we can start meaningful<br />

surveillance, which brings me to this." Reaching into the rear seat of the car he<br />

recovered a package that Will immediately recognized. It was a Radio Sonde<br />

transmitter. "Can you convert this for me?"<br />

Will burst into uncontrollable laughter to Ed's questioning look. "You've just<br />

gone to all the trouble of telling me how difficult it is to penetrate these Croat<br />

groups and then show me this monstrosity of a device that would be impossible to<br />

conceal. How do you propose getting it into their meetings?"<br />

Ed thought for a minute before answering. "I was hoping you would have the<br />

answer to that."<br />

"You must think I'm a magician, but apart from that, it would be much easier<br />

to detect than your miniature recorder, which would be more practical to hide<br />

before the meeting and collect afterwards."<br />

Ed's brain was ticking over, trying to absorb what Will was saying.<br />

“It would have to be started hours before the meeting got going and would<br />

probably run out of spool.”<br />

Ed was totally concentrating on Will. An expectant look on his face. Will was<br />

tempted to keep him dangling on the end of a string, but had second thoughts.<br />

"That's where Telemetry comes in."<br />

"What's Telemetry?"<br />

"I could make the Radio Sonde trigger the recorder anytime you want, from<br />

half a mile away."<br />

Ed's eyes positively twinkled. "You mean I could press a button here and start<br />

the recorder going in Mitcham?"<br />

"Yes."<br />

It was hot in the car leading both men to get out and sit under the shade of the<br />

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