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Chapter 34“What are you saying, Director?” Millicent Harsinai said to David Bernstein when she heard that Steve Foster was probably on her tail. “How could this agent find out where I’m staying? I haven’t told anyone.” “No, Millicent, you haven’t. I know that and you have been a model of discretion thus far, but the man I described will be able to find out that the Darwin apartment belongs to you, one way or the other.” “But even if this horrid man knows that I own this place, how would he know that’s where I’m staying? It’s not as if my name is on the door...” “He would have deduced it soon as he was made aware that you own only three properties in Australia. When he finds out that you’ve not set foot in Bundaberg since last winter and that you’re not in Melbourne, he will deduce that