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Will Bonner is a chance meeting. If you can get the appropriate information out of him it will enable you and Alec to go to work. You know, similar to the safe job you did with him." She had no need to paint a picture. It was vivid enough. "Yes, I understand. But when the time comes I'll need to have enough details to enable me to assess the risks." "You'll get enough information to suit your purpose, I can assure you of that!" There was nothing more to be said. He walked briskly towards where he had parked the car. The city streets were now bathed with incandescent light and there was plenty of activity, but it in no way subdued the turbulence in his mind. Even negotiating the traffic had little effect. Driving through the country his mind concentrated on the details of the evening, constantly trying to clarify the way forward. It would be futile to arrive home in this state of mind. Dorothy would not have retired for the night. He subconsciously turned off the highway along the road to Park Orchards and down the offshoot to the very spot where he had met Ed to discuss the Croat surveillance. Turning off the engine he sat in the contrasting silence. It was scary sitting there in the shadowy darkness staring at the bank where he had sat with Ed. His shape seemed to materialize and Will stared at him through the open window. He felt the impulse to become vocal and called out into the dimness of the night. "You bloody fool Ed! Why did you go back on your own?" There was no reply from the shadows but Will's mind had now been diverted. It was time to go home and hopefully shed the happenings of the day - for a short while anyway. Two months had elapsed and Will was beginning to get the feeling that perhaps Margaret had been confronted with a problem that she may not be able to solve. In the back of his mind however, he knew that he was engaging in frivolous thinking. Weaving between the other employees he headed for the wide stairway, down to the main entrance and reception of the Transport department, eager to catch the first available train home. His service vehicle was needed overnight for repairs and for once he was having to use public transport. He spotted her standing with her back against the marble clad wall, opposite the reception desk. A vantage position for scanning the area. She smiled as he bumped his way across the main stream of bodies to stand next to her. "Hello Will, 326

The Reluctant Agent A Compelling Story of Espionage you won't mind if I drive you home? We can chat on the way." "Do I have a choice? By the way, how did you know I wouldn't have a vehicle?" "You must know by now that we have our way of finding out, but let's not start off on the wrong foot." "You're not here to enhance my day!" "I guess we are all in the same boat." "Yes, but you're there by design. Me, by accident." As Will climbed into the car his two months respite from the organization collapsed into nothing. The continuation was about to begin and he would have been happier standing on a crowded train. They drove in silence for a while and Will's conscience started to surface. "I'm sorry Margaret, I don't want to battle with you personally, but you must admit the type of work you're involved in doesn't nurture goodwill and understanding." The car stopped momentarily at traffic lights and she looked across. "We have to find the best way and I’ll do everything in my power to try and keep things going smoothly. I'd like you to accept that for what it's worth." "I do, but I can only rely on my own judgement and I prefer that to be based on fact." The car turned into a small parking area overlooking the Yarra river. Traffic from the city was making it's way along the boulevard, eastward. Margaret settled back to get more comfortable and they both watched the movement on the other side. "You will be giving me the facts?" Margaret didn't turn her head. "Yes, but there's not a lot to divulge at this stage." "I suppose you've left no stone unturned looking into Paul Garner's background." "Yes, there's plenty to go at. As you envisaged, his short, young life has been a series of train wrecks. It was difficult to choose, but we've used two or three of his major problems to be certain that we get him in the right mood." "You've hit on him then?" "Yes, several times. He thinks that the people contacting him are from organized crime, consequently he's too scared to move in any direction." 327

Will Bonner<br />

is a chance meeting. If you can get the appropriate information out of him it will<br />

enable you and Alec to go to work. You know, similar to the safe job you did with<br />

him."<br />

She had no need to paint a picture. It was vivid enough. "Yes, I understand.<br />

But when the time comes I'll need to have enough details to enable me to assess<br />

the risks."<br />

"You'll get enough information to suit your purpose, I can assure you of that!"<br />

There was nothing more to be said.<br />

He walked briskly towards where he had parked the car. The city streets were<br />

now bathed with incandescent light and there was plenty of activity, but it in no<br />

way subdued the turbulence in his mind. Even negotiating the traffic had little effect.<br />

Driving through the country his mind concentrated on the details of the evening,<br />

constantly trying to clarify the way forward. It would be futile to arrive home in this<br />

state of mind. Dorothy would not have retired for the night.<br />

He subconsciously turned off the highway along the road to Park Orchards<br />

and down the offshoot to the very spot where he had met Ed to discuss the Croat<br />

surveillance. Turning off the engine he sat in the contrasting silence.<br />

It was scary sitting there in the shadowy darkness staring at the bank where<br />

he had sat with Ed. His shape seemed to materialize and Will stared at him through<br />

the open window. He felt the impulse to become vocal and called out into the<br />

dimness of the night. "You bloody fool Ed! Why did you go back on your own?"<br />

There was no reply from the shadows but Will's mind had now been diverted.<br />

It was time to go home and hopefully shed the happenings of the day - for a short<br />

while anyway.<br />

Two months had elapsed and Will was beginning to get the feeling that perhaps<br />

Margaret had been confronted with a problem that she may not be able to solve.<br />

In the back of his mind however, he knew that he was engaging in frivolous<br />

thinking. Weaving between the other employees he headed for the wide stairway,<br />

down to the main entrance and reception of the Transport department, eager to<br />

catch the first available train home. His service vehicle was needed overnight for<br />

repairs and for once he was having to use public transport.<br />

He spotted her standing with her back against the marble clad wall, opposite<br />

the reception desk. A vantage position for scanning the area. She smiled as he<br />

bumped his way across the main stream of bodies to stand next to her. "Hello Will,<br />

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