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There's no two ways about Les Nortonthe carrot-topped country boy who works as a bouncer at Sydney's top illegal casino. He's tough and he's mean. He's got a granite jaw , fists like hams, and they say the last time he took a tenner from his wallet Henry Lawson blinked at the light.

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They don't call him Lucky Les for nothing. A ticket in a raffle and Norton's off to the USA. Even for Les Norton a town of gun-crazy Yanks, Mafia hitmen and nightclub brawls made Florida too hot to handle. So it's off to the Caribbean where Les traces his family tree and uncovers more wealth.

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Norton needed a holidayanywhereas long as it was out of Bondi. Price was only too willing to obligeLes could have his house at Terrigal. All he had to do was look after George Brennan's nephew for a week while he was there. Sounded okay to Norton, and it was better than spending his own money.

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All Norton wanted was a quiet coffee and Sacher cake at the Hakoah Club in Bondi, and to be left alone to sort out his troubled love life. How he let notorious conman Kelvin Kramer talk him up to Surfers Paradise for five days, Les will never know.

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When Les Norton moved into his old flame Side Valve Susie's flat in Bondi for a few days while she was out of town, everything should have been a piece of cakeexcept Price and Eddie had other ideas. Waverley Council were demolishing Bondi baths and there were two bodies buried under the handball court.