condensed master

Will Bonner
Dorothy had already retired and Will sat in the quiet of the lounge-room. His
body and mind were going through a violent change and he waited for it to abate
before going to bed. Sinking into the mattress the pressures he had been carrying
for the last few hours floated away into space.
The following day Paul was waiting on the yacht, an anxious look on his face
as Will approached. "There was an incident at the house. Did something go
wrong?"
"In one way yes, but as far as you're concerned everything went well."
"I don't understand."
"It's all over Paul, you won't be bothered anymore." There eyes met but he
had a look of disbelief on his face. It could only be expected after all he had gone
through. "Believe me Paul, it's all over. Go get yourself a life."
He suddenly let go and stepping forward gripped Will in an embrace. Will
broke free and hastily looked around and then back at Paul. "Steady on old chap,
folks will get the impression that we are a pair of pufters!"
They both laughed and shook hands. "That's better," was Will's parting remark
as he left the yacht.
As Margaret promised, an arrangement was made for him to meet Alec at the
Melbourne jail. They brought him into a bare visiting room. Just four walls, a table
and two chairs. He looked relaxed and they both smiled as he entered. The
arrangement was for them to be left alone and the guard left, closing the door
behind him. Will put his finger up to his lips. "Speak in a whisper, they may have
the room bugged."
"Trust you Will Brenner."
"How are you?"
"Just fine. It's like coming back for a holiday."
"Margaret tells me she'll have you out of here in a couple of weeks."
His face lit up. "That's good, I don't mind a couple of weeks. It will give me
a chance to recuperate."
Will realized how little he knew of this man. Did he have anyone, or was he a
complete loner? He would probably never know. They had very little in common
except for the capers with the organization, but these occasions were so
demanding of their personalities, that in an odd sort of way they were inexplicably
drawn together. They talked for a while longer before he was lead away.
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