Eric Nave and the part he didn’t play
A room in Adelaide, a meeting table and two chairs.
One a senior South Australian policeman, the other RAN (ret) awaiting deployment to ASIO.
‘What am I looking at?’ Asked Nave of the policeman.
‘We found faint indentations on the back cover of a book, sir, this is what one of them looks like.’
Nave examined the photograph closely with a small magnifying glass.
‘You’ve given me a photograph, why?’
‘We thought it would be all you require.’
Eric Nave, RAN. SIB. FRUMEL. SIGINT, placed the photo on his desk then sat back in his chair.
‘Where’s the original?’
‘Locked away, sir, evidence in an ongoing investigation.’
‘Does it look any different to this?’
The policeman shook his head.
‘I don’t understand, sir.’
Nave picked up the photo and waved it at the policeman.
‘What have you done to it?’