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Will Bonner Tony looked uneasy. "Is that everything?" "Yes. If you agree, I'll have the name and address of your problem, and how I can contact you in the future." It was crunch time for Tony and he was labouring with the decision. "I'll need some time to think about it." "Take all the time you want, but I won't deal with your problem until I have the list in my hand." Tony stood up and prepared to leave. Walking over to the door he hesitated, his hand poised over the door knob, then swiftly turning on his heel he came back to the table where Will was sitting. Quickly scribbling on a notepad he tore the page off and gave it to Will. "That's the name and address you wanted and a phone number where you can contact me. The phone will only be answered by me so you can't leave a message. I'll meet you off the bus with the list tomorrow evening." Will waited for awhile before leaving. As a result of the meeting he had plenty to occupy his mind, and intermingled with everything else was the vivid memory of the look on Ed's face the last time he saw him when he was leaving his office that night. Tony was waiting at the bus stop, his reliability was at least something he had in common with Ed. They walked over to the car and he produced the list. Will briefly scanned it's contents, some twenty or thirty names, addresses, and phone numbers. Alongside each entry Ed had inserted a short summary indicating the individual's potential. It could have a devastating result if used in the right way. Tony's voice interrupted his train of thought. "I feel very uneasy about letting this information go." "How many people know about it?" "Just you, me and Ed, as far as I know. I don't think Ed would have confided in anyone." "I would agree, so there's nothing for you to worry about. If the time ever came I wouldn't use the whole list anyway, only the information that served the purpose, no one could connect back to you. In the worst case, it could be assumed that Ed gave me the list before he was killed." "That's a logical conclusion I suppose, now what about our own business?" "I'll do it right away within the next few days, but I won't phone you for about 236
The Reluctant Agent A Compelling Story of Espionage two weeks." "Why not straightway?" "Because you'll be able to tell me by then whether the desired result has been achieved." Tony nodded, it was up to Will now and he would not have to procrastinate. After the evening meal at home, Will reacquainted himself with the note given to him by Tony. The address of the agent was in Warrandyte, an outer suburb of Melbourne, in a very picturesque setting, with houses nestled amongst the eucalyptus trees on both sides of the river. It was a wellknown area inhabited by artists, and the unorthodox structures of their homes could be easily seen perched on the side of the hills to gain advantage of the natural view. Under the address was written a short note "he lives alone" a distinct advantage under the circumstances. Will sat opposite Dorothy in the lounge-room, she was reading. He had decided to go to Warrandyte the next evening and the usual anxieties were setting in. "I have to slip out tomorrow evening, but only for an hour." Dorothy looked up from her book. "It's local then, is it?" "Yes, to see someone in Warrandyte." "It won't turn into one of those technical sessions that could keep you up till the early hours of the morning?" "No, there's nothing planned like that." She lowered her eyes and carried on reading. Very soon now she would be leaving work in preparation for having the baby. The mere thought of it was splitting his mental state straight down the middle. On the one hand, the excitement and happiness, on the other the paranoia of keeping out of trouble for the fear of it affecting the family. Instinctively, he got up from his chair and walked down the passage to the master bedroom. Reaching for a shoe box on the top shelf of the wardrobe he placed it on the bedside table and removed the lid. Inside was an American Army issue service pistol and his conscience immediately began to pound away at him. Dorothy hated it being in the house and he knew that he had to get rid of it before the baby came. The noise of crockery coming from the kitchen brought him back to reality. He put the pistol back in the box and returned it to the wardrobe. There was no 237
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Will Bonner<br />
Tony looked uneasy. "Is that everything?"<br />
"Yes. If you agree, I'll have the name and address of your problem, and how<br />
I can contact you in the future."<br />
It was crunch time for Tony and he was labouring with the decision. "I'll need<br />
some time to think about it."<br />
"Take all the time you want, but I won't deal with your problem until I have the<br />
list in my hand."<br />
Tony stood up and prepared to leave. Walking over to the door he hesitated,<br />
his hand poised over the door knob, then swiftly turning on his heel he came back<br />
to the table where Will was sitting. Quickly scribbling on a notepad he tore the<br />
page off and gave it to Will. "That's the name and address you wanted and a<br />
phone number where you can contact me. The phone will only be answered by me<br />
so you can't leave a message. I'll meet you off the bus with the list tomorrow<br />
evening."<br />
Will waited for awhile before leaving. As a result of the meeting he had plenty<br />
to occupy his mind, and intermingled with everything else was the vivid memory<br />
of the look on Ed's face the last time he saw him when he was leaving his office<br />
that night.<br />
Tony was waiting at the bus stop, his reliability was at least something he had<br />
in common with Ed. They walked over to the car and he produced the list. Will<br />
briefly scanned it's contents, some twenty or thirty names, addresses, and phone<br />
numbers. Alongside each entry Ed had inserted a short summary indicating the<br />
individual's potential. It could have a devastating result if used in the right way.<br />
Tony's voice interrupted his train of thought. "I feel very uneasy about letting<br />
this information go."<br />
"How many people know about it?"<br />
"Just you, me and Ed, as far as I know. I don't think Ed would have confided<br />
in anyone."<br />
"I would agree, so there's nothing for you to worry about. If the time ever<br />
came I wouldn't use the whole list anyway, only the information that served the<br />
purpose, no one could connect back to you. In the worst case, it could be<br />
assumed that Ed gave me the list before he was killed."<br />
"That's a logical conclusion I suppose, now what about our own business?"<br />
"I'll do it right away within the next few days, but I won't phone you for about<br />
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