condensed master

The Reluctant Agent
A Compelling Story of Espionage
Dan's accomplice was picking his way through the broken branches. He
had a gun in his right hand. Will closed his eyes and for a split moment in time
he felt the urge to succumb to the inevitable and just lie there, but the faces of
his family flashed like vivid pictures in his brain. Getting painfully into the
kneeling position he postured himself for whatever he had to do when another
miracle occurred. The man quickly put the gun back into his pocket.
Will could hear noises to his left and a man and woman appeared through
the bush. Dan's accomplice called out "I'll leave you to look after him!" he then
turned and disappeared into the trees.
They helped him on to his feet. "Can you walk?"
"Yes, but please get the registration number of that man's car, he's a
witness. It's down on the road." The woman walked over to the bank and
peered down and Will heard the roar of the Mercedes exhaust as it drove
away at high speed.
Within half an hour he was being x-rayed at the nearest doctor's surgery.
All he had sustained was a broken wrist. There was a small ante-room next to
the surgery, furnished with a couple of armchairs, and Will was asked to make
himself comfortable in there for the next hour or so to enable the nursing staff
to keep him under observation, in case there were any after effects from the
accident.
He sat there struggling to put all the pieces back together again. Dan's last
words and the look on his face as he slipped down the spillway wall kept
vividly surfacing, coupled with all the other trauma's that had happened during
the last hour. At the first opportunity, he would have to see Margaret, and get
the whole incident sorted out.
His sanity slowly began to return and the horrible thought that his family
may also have been in danger descended on him like a black cloud. He
stormed back into the surgery. "I have to get home immediately, I must see my
family!" he was shaking from head to toe. The nurses steered him back into the
ante-room. "You're going into shock Mr. Brenner, you'll have to rest back."
He felt the hypodermic needle pierce his skin. "This injection will help you
relax."
If only they knew what he was thinking. I'll have to find a way out of here!
He started to lose consciousness and he couldn't fight it. Crazy explosions
were happening in his brain and it seemed only seconds before he opened his
eyes again. Turning his head he thought he saw a familiar face, but it was out
of focus. It must be a dream! then there was a voice, Margaret's voice. No,
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