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D’arby couldn’t help running the last kilometre of his trip home. He was anxious to find out if he was right that Lawrence the spy was also Syafika’s Anthony.
When D’arby burst in the front door Fanta came out of the kitchen and whispered for him to be quiet, then pointed towards the chair where John was sleeping.
D’arby quietly opened his backpack and took out an enlarged copy of the photo on Lawrence’s license.
“Is this Anthony?” D’arby asked Fanta.
Fanta looked at the photo carefully and then said “I think it is him, but you should ask Syafika to be sure. I only saw him once, and he was running pretty fast. But why on earth do you want to know?”
D’arby hated that he couldn’t tell Fanta what was going on. “I decided I would try to find out what Anthony is up to afterall” said D’arby.
“Where did you get that photo?” asked Fanta.
“I’m not supposed to say” said D’arby. “Is Syafika coming for dinner tonight? I’d really like to show her the photo”
“She is. I will call her to see if she can come early” said Fanta. She had never seen D’arby looking so excited and didn’t want him to have to wait any longer than necessary.
The stress of the fire on Saturday had left Syafika mentally exhausted and she was not enjoying being at work on Monday, so when Fanta called to ask Syafika to come early for dinner she was happy to oblige. Syafika turned off her computer and went downstairs to change into her running clothes. The clothes were still damp with sweat from Syafika’s lunchtime run but she decided that being a bit smelly was a fair price to pay for getting to Fanta’s place a bit faster. Syafika started running as soon as she came out the front door of her office building and smiled to herself because she looked and felt like she was running away from work.
When Syafika arrived at Fanta’s house John answered the door and Syafika thought he looked like he’d just woken up.
D’arby was in the kitchen making salad to go with leftover pumpkin soup and bread. Fanta and her sisters were in the backyard taking the washing off the clothesline because it looked like it was about to rain.
Syafika went to the kitchen to get a glass of water and caught D’arby muttering to himself.
“I want to show you something” said D’arby and he quickly washed and dried his hands before going to get the photo of Lawrence.
“That’s Anthony!” said Syafika as soon as she saw the photo.
“I thought so” said D’arby. “I just have to make a quick phone call and I’ll be back in a minute” said D’arby and he rushed to the phone to call Rudnika.
“I was right” said D’arby to Rudnika.
“Ok. See what else you can find out and I’ll see you tomorrow” said Rudnika.
Syafika was still looking at the photo of Anthony when D’arby returned to the kitchen.
“Where did you get this?” Syafika asked.
“I can’t say” said D’arby. “But I’ll help you find out more about Anthony if you like”
“Why now? A couple of months ago when I suggested we spy on him you and the others thought it was a dangerous idea” said Syafika. She’d been feeling a bit hurt ever since.
“I realised I should have been more helpful” said D’arby. “Tell me what else you want to know about Anthony”
Syafika didn’t want to tell D’arby that she wanted to know if Anthony had a girlfriend so she tried to think of other things she’d like to know and eventually said “I’d like to know how he can afford to live in a flat with harbour views and where he really went last year when he said he was moving to Perth. And I’d like to know where he works now, and why he pretends to be someone called Lawrence and has meetings with Celine and Nelson from work”
D’arby couldn’t help smiling when he heard all this information, even though he’d heard most of it before, because this time it made sense and he no longer thought that Syafika was making it up. D’arby really wanted to give Syafika some answers but knew he had to be careful. Then D’arby had what he thought was a brilliant idea. “Why don’t you organize to meet up with Anthony and just ask him all your questions?”
“I don’t know how to contact him” said Syafika. “I don’t have his current phone number”.
“Nelson must have it though” said D’arby.
“And so does Celine” said Syafika. “I saw her put it in her mobile phone”.
“What’s going on?” asked John as he walked into the kitchen with a fresh teatowel.
“Do you know anything about mobile phones?” D’arby asked John.
“Only how to steal them” said John.