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The Reluctant Agent<br />

A Compelling Story of Espionage<br />

he was expecting. Backing out of the room, stared upon by many pairs of eyes,<br />

he retraced his steps back to the road, following it around the rear of the house to<br />

look for signs of life. He discovered however, that the road continued up the side<br />

of the hill to a small house about three or four hundred yards farther on. He<br />

increased his step, convinced that he had now found the place he was looking for.<br />

It was no more than a cabin perched on a rocky outcrop. Will could see the<br />

back of a car that had been parked behind the far end of the building and lights<br />

were showing from a couple of windows. He paused for a moment to catch his<br />

breath and reaching inside his pocket he rearranged the pistol which had been<br />

dislodged during the climb. It was heavy and it's shifting weight on the way up the<br />

hill had constantly reminded him to be careful. He felt a reluctance to go further,<br />

but it was no time to be getting second thoughts.<br />

A gust of wind sprang up, the noise making him jump, and for a moment he felt<br />

scared, but it had the effect of getting him on the move again towards the house.<br />

The path to the front porch rose sharply, and raising his hand to knock on the door<br />

he could hear the faint sound of music coming from inside. He purposely knocked<br />

hard several times, to leave in no doubt to anyone inside that there was someone<br />

at the door. But no one came.<br />

It was impossible not to have been heard. Will looked around feeling very<br />

uneasy, but before he had time to make up his mind what to do next, a sharp<br />

rustling sound came from the far corner of the building, in the vicinity of the car.<br />

For a fleeting moment he was frightened to look, and he instinctively gripped the<br />

butt of the pistol inside his pocket. "Who's there, is that you Dan?"<br />

A voice he recognized answered. "Who wants to know?"<br />

"It's Will Brenner, I've come up to have a word with you." Will waited, but<br />

there was no response. He must have a gun, it was part of his trade to be armed.<br />

What a damned fool I've been - I should have waited until I had seen him moving<br />

about in the house! He was standing in the full light of the porch and feeling very<br />

vulnerable.<br />

Dan's figure moved out of the shadows into the light. He had obviously put his<br />

gun away and Will breathed a sigh of relief. Dan looked past Will to the road<br />

below. "Are you alone?"<br />

"Yes, I wasn't sure of the way so I parked my car next to the store and<br />

walked up."<br />

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