JonDLundyn Parker 2 #6/3
January 10th 2007 18:57
Roy Donaldson and his son Gary were enjoying two huge T-bone steaks at the Bulahdelah truck stop. Smothered in mushroom gravy with crisp golden fries and a salad of tomato and lettuce. Two busty young girls were sitting at a table next to them. They were engaged in conversation about road conditions on the Pacific Highway north to Brisbane. The two girls were in a campervan and travelling the roads at night to be able to spend days on the beach. Roy and his son gave a good commentary between chewing mouthfuls of steak, the girls were flirting and the guys were eating slowly savouring the attention.
Outside in the trucker’s car park Rory’s truck was, unknown to him, being unloaded by men in overalls using a forklift. Each pallet of forty four-gallon drums was being loaded onto small one ton utes that sped off into the night as soon as the load on their tray was secure. Rory and Gary had a contract for carting hazardous chemicals between Brisbane and Melbourne. This time the load was not entirely destined for Melbourne. The two men eased back in their chairs sipping strong coffee smiling at the large breasted bait.
Each drum was made of plastic and marked with its own haz-chem loggo. At two predestined truck stops, one going south the other north, the utes stopped next to a large van where a small explosive devise with a remote controlled firing mechanism was attached to each drum and to the utes themselves. Under orders the drivers were to drop the drums into water catchment areas, dams and storage areas wherever they could. Many suitable sites had been previously scouted out, but a certain amount of leeway was allowed for on the spot appraisal by the drivers. This was to be a huge undertaking, one of the biggest poisoning of waterways in the world.
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