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Will Chambers knew he was being watched. The phantom set of eyes tracked him as he walked along the sands. The breeze cooled around him as the waves of Merewether Beach lapped on the shoreline. Someone was looking. He just didn’t know who. 

The black Mercedes-Benz van drove around the corner, approaching the deserted carport of the surf lifesaving club. There were two tall men inside. They parked their va...