Tony Wu was an investigative journo for The Star, the biggest broadsheet newspaper in town. He looked at his ringing mobile phone around midday on Saturday. No caller ID. Here we go he thought.
The Star‘Tony Wu.’
‘Norton died at the Carrington Motel in Kings Cross, not at home.’
It sounded like the call was from a public phone, people all around, talking everywhere, an echo.
‘Who?’
‘Norton, New Light Church.’
‘This isn’t the Secret Sydney column my friend.’
‘You know how many candidates New Light are grooming for pre-selection Tony?’
‘You have my attention.’
‘Do something.’
The caller hung up.
Wu liked the connection the anonymous caller had made. Of course, it was news if he died in that sleazy motel. New Light was big business. Maybe they did want in on politics now as well. M
