condensed master

Will Bonner
"You'll have to persuade them then won't you? If you don't I'll put so much
pressure on you, you'll be dying to get on the next plane back to Australia and you
won't be immune there either!"
"This is blackmail."
Will laughed out loud. "You people amaze me. It's okay in your book to use
blackmail, but when you're subjected to it yourselves, you start to whine. Just do
as I ask and you'll keep yourself out of trouble." Will made for the door, there
was only one thing left to be said. "When you've made the arrangements phone me
to say that it's agreed, I won't do anything until I hear from you, is that
understood?" Billy nodded. "Incidentally, is your gun registered?"
"Yes, but I don't carry it around."
"If ever the authorities find out that it's kept loaded in an open drawer they'll
come down hard on you."
Will closed the door behind him leaving Billy with a problem to solve. He was
feeling more upbeat by the minute knowing that the ball was now in their court. It
wouldn't be long however, before he would be back in the fray again, but until then
he would try to enjoy the break.
One week later to the day, Billy was on the phone. Will was expecting an
approval to go ahead, but there was something else. "Would you take a look at
Blaxonby Air Force base and report back, you know what's wanted."
Will was non-committal, he would never say anything on the telephone
anyway. He already knew the proposed security plans there, and the reasons
behind them, also the high ranking officers involved. His meetings at the base
would now take on a sinister connotation and he would have to watch every word
and action to prevent leaving himself wide open. If he was ever discovered the
best he could hope for was a life in prison. The organization would leave him out
in the cold. They would probably engineer it to look as though the information was
being passed to a foreign group to divert attention from themselves. Will felt sick
at the thought.
From the onset he decided to pass on snippets of information in dribs and
drabs, as no time scale existed. The first meeting with Billy was fraught with
paranoia at the thought of being bugged or monitored in some other form. The
meeting was to take place at a Little Chef restaurant on one of the highways.
Will pulled into the car-park and looked across at the windows. Billy's shock
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