condensed master

The Reluctant Agent
A Compelling Story of Espionage
me your number and in twenty-four hours I'll phone you at exactly this time
tomorrow night, our time. Just sit tight, we'll work something out."
After he had put down the phone Will felt the surges of relief taking over. He
could feel the tears rolling down his cheeks and he offered up no resistance. When
it was all over he pulled back his shoulders to take advantage of a feeling that he
had not experienced for a long time. The cavalry had arrived and it was now time
to fight! He would be prepared to do whatever transpired when Margaret phoned.
He sat right next to it on the following day waiting for the ring, this time his
anxieties were well under control and Margaret detected it.
"You sound much better Will."
"Yes, I'm ready to go."
"That's the idea. We've found out that Derek Bates is involved but we'll wait
until you're in the clear before we fix him up."
"You have my permission to do whatever is required."
"He'll be finished when we're done, I can assure you of that!"
"What happens now?"
"We've talked things over and if you don't want me over there we think you
should proceed on your own. You'll probably be happier knowing that you're in
complete control."
"What do I have to do?"
"I've got the particulars of the person that's in complete control. His name is
Robert Henderson and his address is "The Willows" Briar Lane, Granton, Dorset.
Tell him what you have to, he's the one that can get rid of your dossier and get
things done immediately. You can tell him of your suspicions about Derek Bates
if it's necessary, and if all else fails refer him to me. Robert Henderson is at the
point of retiring, so he should be more receptive. I'm sure they can clear things up
quickly if they want to. We won't contact anyone until you've finished what you
want to do. I'll wait to hear from you. Good luck Will!"
Feeling upbeat was rare and not wanting it to subside Will decided to go down
to Dorset that very day. It was mid-week and Henderson would probably be
more at home now that he was approaching retirement, his successor would no
doubt be covering most of the work. He would stay down there until he had made
contact and pursued the issue to it's conclusion.
The village of Granton was a beautiful part of Dorset abound with thatched
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