condensed master

The Reluctant Agent
A Compelling Story of Espionage
One hour later the equipment faulted enabling him to fix it. Collecting his tools
together he closed the front door behind him and stepped out on to the driveway
but was immediately riveted to the spot.
There were two large black limousines in the Prime Minster's driveway and
standing no more that thirty to forty feet away was the President of the United
States, Linden Johnson, looking across at him with a quizzical look on his face.
Ten or so secret service agents stood momentarily with their mouths open, and
then about four of them lurched forward in Will's direction.
He braced himself for the worst, but they had only taken a few steps before
a shout rang out. By this time, the President had been pushed into the limousine,
and the agents turned on their heels, jumped on to the running board as it sped out
to the road, leaving Will standing alone in the silence, listening to the only sound of
any significance - the singing of the birds. The whole incident had taken just a few
seconds.
There was a note in his message slot one morning, only two words "phone
Tony" he would wait until he arrived home that evening. Once again Tony
answered at the first attempt, his attitude over the phone seemed upbeat,
everything must have been going okay.
"I've got everything organized for you to see the person Margaret talked to
you about."
"What suburb does he live in?"
"Preston."
Blast! The distance from home was more than he had anticipated, a good
hour's drive there and back.
"I want to get a date and time from you, but I won't give you any details over
the phone. I'll get them to you another way."
"For the first time it would be better for me to go during daylight hours, so it
will have to be the weekend, say this Saturday, early in the afternoon."
"I know that will be okay, he'll expect you."
Another note appeared at his place of work, this time sealed. He didn't like
Tony's way of relaying messages, it left very much to be desired. Opening the
envelope revealed a single sheet of paper with a name and address written on it
in long hand. The name was Adam Beresford, it rang no bells for Will. He was
eager to meet this young man to find out what effect he could have on his life. For
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