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Postby patritter » Sat Jul 07, 2018 10:54 pm

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‘I haven’t yet.’ he told her, as she sat beside him in the front seat of the car. He was about to drive off, when he released the clutch too soon, and caused the vehicle to stall. It stalled on the road at a steep climb. Bundy didn’t know what to do. He’d seen his father clutch start the car before, by leaving the ignition on, and placed the car into reverse gear, releasing the clutch when the car was going fast enough, to start the engine.
By the time he tried to put his foot onto the clutch, the car was reversing out of control, back down the road swerving from one side of the road to the other where he had come from. It was lucky the car didn’t overturn.
He tried to look back to see where he was going, at the same time trying to put the car into reverse gear and have his foot on the accelerator. Suddenly the car hit the kerbing and rolled onto the footpath, narrowly missing scrubs growing nearby.
As the car-gathered speed backwards going down the hill, Bundy released the clutch, causing the motor to come alive. His heart beat almost out of his chest, when his mother screamed, ‘Stop the car - Stop the car. I want to get out. I’ll walk home. It’s safer.’
The car came to a standstill. Bundy was relieved to have stopped the car without causing too much chaos. Slowly, he gathered his wits, carefully driving around the streets near to his home. All he wanted to do was to keep his mother away from home, until his father fell to sleep. After awhile his mother wanted to return home.
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Postby patritter » Sun Jul 08, 2018 10:46 pm

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The following morning Bundy made a decision, which would change his life forever. HE WAS LEAVING HOME. He’d had enough. He couldn’t change anything his father was doing. He had no control and couldn’t see anything was going to change and didn’t want that type of life. That morning he’d tell his parents of his decision.
By the time he built up sufficient courage to tell his parents about his decision, they bombarded him with questions. ‘Where are you going to live? Have you thought about the cost?’ and many more questions trying to change his mind.
It was of no use he was determined to make a break for it. He wanted his independence. He wanted to learn the value of living by himself. It was going to be tough at times. He wouldn’t know if he didn’t give it a go. He wasn’t certain where he was going to live. There were many options available to him. He could live in a flat by himself; board with a family he knew; live with a relative. He had plenty of options to choose from.
When anything of any significance happened in the Quicksilver family, such as their eldest son deciding to leave home and live with someone else, it was sombre. Nobody wanted to talk about it.
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Postby patritter » Mon Jul 09, 2018 11:28 pm

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After a few weeks he found lodgings at a friend’s home with their family and shared a bedroom with his friend Malcolm. It was quite strange at first for he’d never lived anywhere else other than living with his parents.
Bundy continued with his apprenticeship making friends with other people around his own age group. At night he’d meet up with these youths at the local shopping area. Bundy felt comfortable being in his group of people. He couldn’t understand why he was suddenly attracted to this group.
Malcolm wasn’t one of the group. He didn’t fit into the ways of how the group reacted to different things they were doing. Often Malcolm told Bundy in no uncertain terms of how he was ‘heading for trouble’ being with these kind of people. Needless, to say Bundy didn’t take long before he had to find another place to live. He wasn’t about to go home. He decided to find his own place.
Bundy was growing up quickly, probably more than he would have likened. He failed to understand WHY he was drawn to a particular type of person. It may have been because this other person was similar to himself; and he felt comfortable in their presence. He didn’t know.
His group consisted of five youths all of similar age, except for Stephen who owned his own car and had a driver’s licence. They all worked at the same factory. At night they’d meet at the shopping area and drive around in Stephen’s car wondering what to do next. During winter all of the youths in the group played football – rugby league. It was a group who bonded together sharing their lives.
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Postby patritter » Wed Jul 25, 2018 11:00 pm

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After the final examination each trainee had to wait before being sworn into the Police Force to see where he or she was going to be posted to work. About a week before the swearing-in ceremony Bundy was requested by a senior officer to appear at his office for an interview. He had no idea why he had to appear before this officer and for what reason. It couldn’t be for his eye sight again, he thought. The last four months had been hell, and if he were being told he couldn’t be sworn in with his group, it would be devastating.
When he arrived at the door of the office, he noticed two gentlemen dressed in suits waiting. There had already been eight trainees from his group who had left, because of the toughness of the course. They introduced themselves as detectives from the Vice Squad. Bundy instantly thought why they would want to talk with me. I haven’t done anything.
After introducing one another, one of the detectives said, ‘Do you know how to place a bet on a racehorse?’
‘Of course I do. I’ve been betting and going to the races since I can remember.’
‘Do you think you would be able to go into hotels and place bets with people in hotels?’ The other detective asked.
‘You mean with the SP’s at the hotels. Sure I’ve done it plenty of times.’ exclaimed Bundy still wondering why he was being asked these questions.
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Postby patritter » Thu Jul 26, 2018 11:28 pm

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‘Thank you, that will be all for now.’ replied the first detective.
Bundy left the office still concerned about why they wanted him. He found out soon enough. Before a new squad of law enforcement officers was sworn-in, a selection is made from all of the recruits suitable to work undercover for the Vice Squad.
Bundy was selected to be one of those officers, who didn’t wear a uniform. His role was to visit hotels seeking out people in hotels who bet on racehorses. If there were a SP (Starting Price Bookmaker) at the hotel taking bets on horseracing, Bundy had to try and place a bet with them, reporting his bet to detectives from the Vice Squad.
He couldn’t believe his luck. He was actually being paid money to drink at hotels and bet on racehorses. How long has this been going on? He thought.
Unfortunately, the life of an undercover agent is short lived particularly in Bundy’s case. It didn’t take long before Bundy had been recognised at hotels shortly afterwards detectives seen raiding the hotels, arresting people for SP Betting. It didn’t take very much intelligence to put two and two together to come up with the figure four. The SP grapevine worked overtime.
Bundy also made it hard on himself. Most days when he visited hotels naturally he had to drink alcohol. More often than not, he’d end up by the end of the day totally pissed and not knowing what he was doing.
It was a very strange time because he’d never worked in this type of environment before. He’d spent four months studying law to become a law enforcement officer ending up working as an undercover agent and didn’t know where he was going or what was going to happen next.
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Postby patritter » Fri Jul 27, 2018 11:45 pm

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One evening he was at the hotel with detectives from the Vice Squad after work. He’d been drinking most of the day, so was almost totally inebriated by the end of the night. A gentleman seated beside him was skiting about what he had been doing for mankind. Bundy didn’t know at the time that this person was a State Politician. When Bundy was at this stage of intoxication, he couldn’t have cared less, what the person was doing for mankind.
Next morning Bundy arrived at work, he was promptly told of his transfer to a far western town at the end of the railway line. What have I done to deserve this? He thought.
When he asked his superior about the transfer the reply was, ‘I don’t know what you’ve done. You’ve upset someone up high, because when news came down from the top this morning, I queried the reason for your transfer, and you’ve got to be on Friday night’s train.’
Not long before this night with the politician there was another incident, which Bundy thought might have been the cause for his transfer. One afternoon, it was payday because he had money; most of the detectives Bundy worked with wanted to do a pub-crawl. Starting at one end of the city, beginning at the first pub, everyone in the group had a beer then continued onto the next pub, until they’d visited and had a beer at every hotel.
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Postby patritter » Sat Jul 28, 2018 11:18 pm

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In turn the group visited every pub and everyone had a beer. By the end of the pub-crawl left only the seasoned drinkers standing which wasn’t Bundy. He was totally pissed out of his brain. Bundy did the most stupid thing he could ever have done and agreed to drive two detectives to their homes in his car.
It was a time of the day in the city when it was peak hour traffic. Police Officers were directing traffic at busy intersections. At a major intersection of the city was a fellow Police Officer whom Bundy had been sworn in with only a couple of months before. He saw Bundy at the same time Bundy seen him. He put his right hand up to signal for Bundy to stop, which was in the middle of a busy intersection. When he walked over to Bundy’s car he said, ‘Bundy, you’re pissed.’
‘We’ve been celebrating. How’re you going Frank?’ Bundy said in the hope that Frank would disregard Bundy’s appearance.
Traffic began to choke the intersection and said to Bundy, ‘Get the bloody hell out of here. If I didn’t have all of this traffic I’d lock you up. Now get!’ That was a close shave for Bundy, because he knew the law, and shouldn’t have taken any risk in driving his car when he was intoxicated.
He was transferred to a country town not far from where he had worked out west only twelve months before. It’s not all that bad, he thought, at least I should be able to see some of the ringers I worked with.
The journey took two days. It was a new adventure at least now; he could perform his duty as a law enforcement officer. Unfortunately, since his being sworn into the Police Force, he hadn’t performed many duties as a law enforcement officer only those of an undercover agent. He felt very excited about his future knowing he was on a steep learning curve.
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