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'The Proposition' - Page 142:
Kate followed Bundy’s instructions driving south from Warwick passing the hospital on the right-hand side and across the railway line. On the outskirts of Warwick, they continued until Bundy saw the right-hand turn John mentioned.
‘There’s the turn off John told us. See where it goes.’ Bundy pointed.
Kate turned right and followed a gravel road west. The further they drove the sparser the bush became. John was right – a Bandicoot needed a cut lunch to get across the paddocks. They followed the road, climbed a steep rise which opened onto an open plain.
‘There’s a house and stables across the grid. We must have found the place. There’s a trotting track and work gigs near the shed.’ Bundy explained. Excitement grew within him to see harness racing equipment and a training complex.
Kate drove alongside of the shed and parked the vehicle. Both alighted and started to walk to the opening. A man walked toward them.
‘G’day. Are you Ralph Petersen?’ Bundy called to the man as he approached them.
‘Yeah – who wants to know?’ The man replied. His hair, ginger-grey colour; clean shaven; stood about six feet in height and had an athletic build. Bundy estimated he was closing in on fifty years or older.
Bundy moved toward the man; extended his right hand in a gesture of friendship, ‘I’m Bundy Quicksilver and this is Detective Superintendent Kate Emerson. We’re from the police.’ Bundy said.
Both men shook hands and the man said, ‘I’m Ralph Petersen. Please to meet you both. How can I help? I don’t often have police visit.’ He had a strong handshake which impressed Bundy...
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Kate followed Bundy’s instructions driving south from Warwick passing the hospital on the right-hand side and across the railway line. On the outskirts of Warwick, they continued until Bundy saw the right-hand turn John mentioned.
‘There’s the turn off John told us. See where it goes.’ Bundy pointed.
Kate turned right and followed a gravel road west. The further they drove the sparser the bush became. John was right – a Bandicoot needed a cut lunch to get across the paddocks. They followed the road, climbed a steep rise which opened onto an open plain.
‘There’s a house and stables across the grid. We must have found the place. There’s a trotting track and work gigs near the shed.’ Bundy explained. Excitement grew within him to see harness racing equipment and a training complex.
Kate drove alongside of the shed and parked the vehicle. Both alighted and started to walk to the opening. A man walked toward them.
‘G’day. Are you Ralph Petersen?’ Bundy called to the man as he approached them.
‘Yeah – who wants to know?’ The man replied. His hair, ginger-grey colour; clean shaven; stood about six feet in height and had an athletic build. Bundy estimated he was closing in on fifty years or older.
Bundy moved toward the man; extended his right hand in a gesture of friendship, ‘I’m Bundy Quicksilver and this is Detective Superintendent Kate Emerson. We’re from the police.’ Bundy said.
Both men shook hands and the man said, ‘I’m Ralph Petersen. Please to meet you both. How can I help? I don’t often have police visit.’ He had a strong handshake which impressed Bundy...
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