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Janet released her grip.<br />

„I think I know who you‟re talking about, Clarence.‟<br />

„I gave Barry the package and he handed it straight to<br />

Footsie. Then, Footsie gave me an envelope.‟<br />

„That‟s round the wrong way.‟ Janet pulled him towards<br />

her. „When I was a courier I used to collect packages from<br />

informants and hand over envelopes with money in them.‟<br />

„I don‟t think there was money in the envelope I got from<br />

Footsie. I think there were photographs. Right sort of size …<br />

right sort of feel.‟<br />

„What do you think was in the package you handed to<br />

Footsie?‟<br />

„Papers but no powder or leaf – nothing like that.‟<br />

„When did this happen?‟<br />

Clarence thought for a while.<br />

„The day after Australia Day. I‟d just got back from Melbourne.‟<br />

Janet contemplated the new information. Australia Day<br />

was when they‟d gone to Narooma, the day they‟d encoun-<br />

tered Footsie in the pub.<br />

Clarence interrupted her train of thought.<br />

„Barry Waters arrived in town about a month ago. He<br />

spends a lot of time in The Empire, drinking with the local<br />

crims.‟<br />

Janet got out of bed and started to put on her clothes.<br />

She chose her business lady attire – neatly cut skirt and<br />

dark jacket with complementary blouse.<br />

„Ave I been of assistance, my darling?‟<br />

Clarence assumed his French accent but Janet wasn‟t listening.<br />

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