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Will Bonner Margaret turned to Tony. "Have you got what I asked for?" He produced some papers from his briefcase. "You'll find it all there." "These are originals, there's no copies?" "No copies." "I'll see you here at 9 a.m. in the morning." Tony picked up his briefcase. "Best of luck Will, I'll probably see you afterwards." "Not if I can help it," brought on a chuckle as he left the room. "Tell me Margaret, why have you brought me all the way to the city to do something that we could have done in the car, back in Vermont?" "We're not finished yet." She sat behind her desk and proceeded to read out loud from the papers given to her by Tony. In essence, it sounded like a flow chart he would use in his electronics work, a progressive series of events. After expanding into details she eventually turned to Will for his comments. "Well, what do you think?" Will thought for a moment before answering, Margaret's face took on a look of anticipation. Walking over to the desk Will picked up the papers and looked directly into her eyes. "It's time to be blunt, we do have an agreement to be frank with each other?" Reaching over he dropped them in the waste paper basket. "What the hell do you think you're doing Will Brenner?" Her eyes were blazing. "You always call me Will when you want something, and Will Brenner when you're angry." "Okay then, what the hell do you think you're doing Will?" Will laughed, her counter comments amused him. "That's more like it." They both laughed, the anxiety of the moment defused, Will pointed to the waste basket. "That's Tony's work and it's too complex, to be workable it's got to be simple." Margaret came out from behind her desk and sat on one of the chairs opposite. "I must get my hands on that information, we can't fail." "We are the ones that have to see the job through. Forget Tony's plan, it will only take ten minutes to sort it out between ourselves, there's little or no detail necessary. I copy the tapes, you the slides. Do you have the photographic gear?" "Yes, it's miniature." 292

The Reluctant Agent A Compelling Story of Espionage "It has to be done tomorrow afternoon." Margaret gasped. "Not Monday?" "No, security may be everywhere by then, and if you want the commentary taped as it's being delivered, that in itself could turn out to be tricky." She now had a blank look on her face probably trying to come to terms with the fact that they had very little time to prepare for the next day. "What's it like to be on the receiving end for a change?" "Intimidating, but your point is irrefutable so I'll go through with it. There's coffee in the outer office, you can make it yourself. I can assure you it's a good brand." Will smiled and left, leaving Margaret mulling things over in her mind. When he returned she hadn't moved and she looked serious. "Are you getting that scared feeling?" "Yes." "Join the club. It's always present when developments advance to the critical stage." "How do you cope?" "I don't. I just keep telling myself to watch out for the unexpected, something you hadn't accounted for. If it doesn't come it's a bonus, if it does, then at least you're partially prepared." "Shall we discuss Monday night?" "No, the more we talk the worse it will look. You'll be there tomorrow afternoon?" "Yes." Will continued to sip his coffee. "Have you found yourself a boyfriend yet?" "You don't beat about the bush, do you?" "No. Have you or haven't you?" "No I haven't, I can't get involved with anyone whilst I'm in this type of work." "I suppose you supply couriers for the government from this office. I bet they don't know what else you get up to." "You're full of questions aren't you? Yes, I do supply couriers, and no, they don't know of my other activities. Why do you ask?" "Just curious." By the time they arrived back in Vermont it was late, but not too late. Before 293

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Margaret turned to Tony. "Have you got what I asked for?"<br />

He produced some papers from his briefcase. "You'll find it all there."<br />

"These are originals, there's no copies?"<br />

"No copies."<br />

"I'll see you here at 9 a.m. in the morning."<br />

Tony picked up his briefcase. "Best of luck Will, I'll probably see you<br />

afterwards."<br />

"Not if I can help it," brought on a chuckle as he left the room.<br />

"Tell me Margaret, why have you brought me all the way to the city to do<br />

something that we could have done in the car, back in Vermont?"<br />

"We're not finished yet." She sat behind her desk and proceeded to read out<br />

loud from the papers given to her by Tony. In essence, it sounded like a flow<br />

chart he would use in his electronics work, a progressive series of events. After<br />

expanding into details she eventually turned to Will for his comments. "Well, what<br />

do you think?"<br />

Will thought for a moment before answering, Margaret's face took on a look<br />

of anticipation. Walking over to the desk Will picked up the papers and looked<br />

directly into her eyes. "It's time to be blunt, we do have an agreement to be frank<br />

with each other?" Reaching over he dropped them in the waste paper basket.<br />

"What the hell do you think you're doing Will Brenner?" Her eyes were<br />

blazing.<br />

"You always call me Will when you want something, and Will Brenner when<br />

you're angry."<br />

"Okay then, what the hell do you think you're doing Will?"<br />

Will laughed, her counter comments amused him. "That's more like it."<br />

They both laughed, the anxiety of the moment defused, Will pointed to the<br />

waste basket. "That's Tony's work and it's too complex, to be workable it's got<br />

to be simple."<br />

Margaret came out from behind her desk and sat on one of the chairs<br />

opposite. "I must get my hands on that information, we can't fail."<br />

"We are the ones that have to see the job through. Forget Tony's plan, it will<br />

only take ten minutes to sort it out between ourselves, there's little or no detail<br />

necessary. I copy the tapes, you the slides. Do you have the photographic gear?"<br />

"Yes, it's miniature."<br />

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