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?That was my decisionAs you may or may not know,... |
4th September 2010, 23:58 |
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?That was my decisionAs you may or may not know, every invasion
of a maximum-classified file is automatically marked with the date and hour of penetration
Since the director informed me that there was a large Security Agency flap over an illegal entry, I
decided to leave well enough aloneNot penetrated in nearly five years, therefore not read or even
known about and consequently not given to the evil people, whoever they are
?You were covering your ass right down to the last square inch of flesh
?Most assuredly, AlexThat data has a White House flag on itThings are relatively stable
around here now and it serves no one to ruffle feathers in the Oval OfficeThere?s a new man at
that desk, but the former president is still very much alive and opinionatedHe?d be consulted, so
why risk trouble??
Conklin studied each face and spoke quietly?Then you really don?t know the story, do you??
?It?s the truth, chanel purse white Alex,? said Deputy Director Casset
?Nothing but, you pain,? agreed Valentino, permitting himself a slight smile
?My word on it,? added Steven DeSole, his clear, wide eyes rigid on Conklin
?And if you want our help, we should know something besides contradictory rumors,? continued
the director, leaning back in his chair?I don?t know if we can help, but I do know there?s little we
can do so completely in the dark
Again Alex looked at each man, the lines in his pained face more pronounced than ever, as if the
decision was momentarily too agonizing for him?I won?t tell you his name because I?ve given my
word?maybe later, not nowAnd it can?t be found in the record, it?s not there either; it?s a cover?
I gave my word on that, tooThe rest I?ll tell you because I do want your help and I want that
record to remain in its black holeWhere do I begin??
?With this meeting perhaps?? suggested the director?What omega seamaster de ville prompted it??
?All right, that?ll be quick Conklin stared pensively at the surface of the table, absently
gripping his cane, then raised his eyes?A woman was killed last night at an amusement park
outside Baltimore??
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?I read about it in the Post this morning,? interrupted DeSole, nodding, his full cheeks jiggling
?Good Lord, were you??
?So did I,? broke in Casset, his steady brown eyes on Alex?It happened in front of a shooting
galleryThey closed the guns down
?I saw the article and figured it was some kind of terrible accident Valentino shook his head
slowly?I didn?t actually read it
?I was given my usual thick sheaf of scissored newspaper stories, which is enough journalism
for anyone in the morning,? said the director?I don?t remember any such article
?Were you involved, old boy??
?If I wasn?t, it was a horrible waste of lifeI should say if we weren?t omega replica watches involved
?We?? Casset frowned in alarm
?Morris Panov and I received identical telegrams from Jason Bourne asking us to be at the
amusement park at nine-thirty last nightIt was urgent, and we were to meet him in front of the
shooting gallery, but we were not, under any condition, to call his house or anyone elseWe both
independently assumed that he didn?t want to alarm his wife, that he had something to tell us
individually that he didn?t want her to knowWe arrived at the same time, but I saw Panov first
and figured it was a bad sceneFrom any point of view, especially Bourne?s, we should have
reached each other and talked before going up there; instead, we had been told not toIt smelled, so
I did my best to get us out of there fastThe only way seemed to be a diversion
?You stampeded then,? said Casset, making a statement
?It was the only thing I could think of, and one of the few things this chanel jewelry goddamned cane is good
for other than keeping me uprightI cracked every shin and kneecap I could see and lanced a few
stomachs and titsWe got out of the circle, but that poor woman was killed
?How did you figure it?do you figure it?? asked Valentino
?I just don?t know, ValIt was a trap, no question about that, but what kind of trap? If what I
thought then and what I think now are correct, how could a hired marksman miss at that distance?
The shot came from my upper left?not that I necessarily heard it?but the position of the woman
and the blood all over her throat indicated that she had turned and caught the bullet in her body
swingIt couldn?t have come from the gallery; those guns are chained and the massive hemorrhage
in her neck was caused by a far larger caliber than any of the toys thereIf the killer wanted to take
out either Mo Panov or me, his telescopic cross hairs wouldn?t be that far off the black chanel quilted bag mark |
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4th September 2010, 23:58 |
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He?d be consulted, so
why risk trouble??
Conklin studied each face and spoke quietly?Then you really don?t know the story, do you??
?It?s the truth, Alex,? said Deputy Director Casset
?Nothing but, you pain,? agreed Valentino, permitting himself a slight smile
?My word on it,? added Steven DeSole, his clear, wide eyes rigid on Conklin
?And if you want our help, we should know something besides contradictory rumors,? continued
the director, leaning back in his chair?I don?t know if we can help, but I do know there?s little we
can do so completely in the dark
Again Alex looked at each man, the lines in his pained face more pronounced than ever, as if the
decision was momentarily too agonizing for him?I won?t tell you his name because I?ve given my
word?maybe later, not nowAnd it can?t be found in the record, it?s not there either; it?s a cover?
I gave my word on that, tooThe rest I?ll tell you because I do want rolex submariner 50th anniversary your help and I want that
record to remain in its black holeWhere do I begin??
?With this meeting perhaps?? suggested the director?What prompted it??
?All right, that?ll be quick Conklin stared pensively at the surface of the table, absently
gripping his cane, then raised his eyes?A woman was killed last night at an amusement park
outside Baltimore??
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?I read about it in the Post this morning,? interrupted DeSole, nodding, his full cheeks jiggling
?Good Lord, were you??
?So did I,? broke in Casset, his steady brown eyes on Alex?It happened in front of a shooting
galleryThey closed the guns down
?I saw the article and figured it was some kind of terrible accident Valentino shook his head
slowly?I didn?t actually read it
?I was given my usual thick sheaf of scissored newspaper stories, which is enough journalism
for anyone in the morning,? said the director?I don?t remember 18k omega watch any such article
?Were you involved, old boy??
?If I wasn?t, it was a horrible waste of lifeI should say if we weren?t involved
?We?? Casset frowned in alarm
?Morris Panov and I received identical telegrams from Jason Bourne asking us to be at the
amusement park at nine-thirty last nightIt was urgent, and we were to meet him in front of the
shooting gallery, but we were not, under any condition, to call his house or anyone elseWe both
independently assumed that he didn?t want to alarm his wife, that he had something to tell us
individually that he didn?t want her to knowWe arrived at the same time, but I saw Panov first
and figured it was a bad sceneFrom any point of view, especially Bourne?s, we should have
reached each other and talked before going up there; instead, we had been told not toIt smelled, so
I did my best to get us out of there fastThe only way seemed to be a diversion
?You stampeded then,? said chanel devil wears prada necklace Casset, making a statement
?It was the only thing I could think of, and one of the few things this goddamned cane is good
for other than keeping me uprightI cracked every shin and kneecap I could see and lanced a few
stomachs and titsWe got out of the circle, but that poor woman was killed
?How did you figure it?do you figure it?? asked Valentino
?I just don?t know, ValIt was a trap, no question about that, but what kind of trap? If what I
thought then and what I think now are correct, how could a hired marksman miss at that distance?
The shot came from my upper left?not that I necessarily heard it?but the position of the woman
and the blood all over her throat indicated that she had turned and caught the bullet in her body
swingIt couldn?t have come from the gallery; those guns are chained and the massive hemorrhage
in her neck was caused by a far larger caliber than any of the toys thereIf the killer wanted to cartier tank watch take
out either Mo Panov or me, his telescopic cross hairs wouldn?t be that far off the markNot if my
thinking is rightConklin,? interjected the DCI, ?meaning the assassin, Carlos the Jackal
?Carlos?? exclaimed DeSole?What in heaven?s name has the Jackal to do with a killing in
Baltimore??
?Jason Bourne,? answered Casset
?Yes, I gather that, but this is all terribly confusing! Bourne was a scum hit man out of Asia who
moved to Europe to challenge Carlos and lostAs the director just said, he went back to the Far
East and was killed four or five years ago, yet Alex talks as if he?s still alive, that he and someone
named Panov got telegrams from himWhat in God?s name does a dead scumball and the
world?s most elusive assassin have to do with last night??
?You weren?t here a few minutes ago, Steve,? again Casset answered quietly?Apparently they
had a lot to do with last night
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?Does it, Wanda??
Tell himPlease tell him that I... |
4th September 2010, 05:29 |
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?Does it, Wanda??
Tell himPlease tell him that I love him
?Why won't you answer me?? Jamie was really crying now but trying to muffle the sound
I crawled off the bed, squeezing into the hard space between the mattress and the mat, and
threw my arm over his shaking chestI leaned my head against his hair and felt his tears, warm
on my neck
?Is Melanie still alive, Wanda? Please??
He was probably a toolThe old man could have sent him just for this; Jeb was smart enough to
see how easily Jamie broke through my defensesIt was possible that Jeb was seeking
confirmation for his theory, and he wasn't against using the boy to get louis vuitton mahina itWhat would Jeb do
when he was certain of the dangerous truth? How would he use the information? I didn't think
he meant me harm, but could I trust my own judgment? Humans were deceitful, treacherous
creaturesI couldn't anticipate their darker agendas when such things were unthinkable to my
species
Jamie's body shook beside me
He's suffering,Melanie criedShe battered ineffectually at my control
But I couldn't blame this on Melanie if it turned out to be a huge mistakeI knew who was
speaking now
?She promised she would come back, didn't she?? I murmured?Would Melanie break a
promise to you??
Jamie slid his arms around my chanel jumbo flap bag waist and clung to me for a long timeAfter a few minutes, he
whispered, ?Love you, Mel
?She loves you, tooShe's so happy that you're here and safe
He was silent long enough for the tears on my skin to dry, leaving a fine, salty dust behind
?Is everybody like that?? Jamie whispered long after I thought he'd fallen asleep?Does
everybody stay??
?No,? I told him sadly
?She's strong and brave
?Do you think?? He paused to sniff?Do you think that maybe Dad is still there, too??
I swallowed, trying to move the lump farther down my throatNo, I
don't think so
?Why??
?Because he brought the Seekers looking for youWell, the soul chanel white j12 watch inside him didYour father
wouldn't have let that happen if he were still thereYour sister never let me see where the cabin
was?she didn't even let me know that you existed for the longest timeShe didn't bring me here
until she was sure that I wouldn't hurt you
It was too much informationOnly as I finished speaking did I realize that the doctor wasn't
snoring anymoreI could hear no noise from his breathingI cursed myself internally
I whispered into his ear, so close that there was no way the doctor could possibly overhear
?Yes, she's very strong
Jamie strained to hear me, frowning, and then glanced at the opening to the dark louis vuitton white speedy hallHe must
have realized the same thing I had, because he turned his face to my ear and whispered back
softer than before?Why would you do that? Not hurt us? Isn't that what you want??
?NoI don't want to hurt you
?Why??
?Your sister and I have? spent a lot of time togetherShe shared you with meAnd? I started
to? to love you, too
?And Jared, too??
I gritted my teeth for a second, chagrined that he had made the connection so easily?Of course
I don't want anything to hurt Jared, either
?He hates you,? Jamie told me, plainly grieved by the fact
?You might, after you think about it more
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3rd September 2010, 05:33 |
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Conklin came through the door, his limp pronounced, wincing in pain
?Did you strap it wrong again?? asked Jason?Do you want me to??
?Forget it,? broke in Alex irritably?You have to be a contortionist to get the goddamned thing
right all the time
Bourne understood; he forgot about any attempt on his part to adjust the prosthesisKrupkin
again looked at Alex with that strange admixture of sadness and curiosity, then spoke rapidly?The
car is parked up the street in the SverdlovIt?s less obvious over there, I?ll have a lobby steward
fetch it
?Thanks,? said Conklin, gratitude in his glance
The opulent apartment on the busy Sadovaya was one among many in an aged stone building
that, like the Metropole, reflected the grand architectural excesses of the old Russian EmpireThe
flats were primarily used?and bugged?for visiting dignitaries, and the chambermaids, doormen
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and concierges were all frequently questioned by the KGB when not directly employed by omega seamaster de ville the
KomitetThe walls were covered with red velour; the sturdy furniture was reminiscent of the
ancien r?gimeHowever, to the right of the gargantuan ornate living-room fireplace was an item
that stood out like a decorator?s nightmare: a large jet-black television console complete with an
assortment of tape decks compatible with the various sizes of video cassettes
The second contradiction to the decor, and undoubtedly an affront to the memory of the elegant
Romanovs, was a heavyset man in a rumpled uniform, open at the neck and stained with vestiges of
recent mealsHis blunt face was full, his grayish hair cut close to his skull, and a missing tooth
surrounded by discolored companions bespoke an aversion to dentistryIt was the face of a peasant,
the narrow, perpetually squinting eyes conveying a peasant?s shrewd intelligenceHe was
Krupkin?s Commissar Number One
?My English not good,? announced the uniformed man, nodding at his visitors, ?but is
understandingAlso, for you I have no name, no official positionCall chanel jewelry me colonel, yes? It is below
my rank, but all Americans think all Soviets in Komitet are ?colonel,? da? Okay??
?I speak Russian,? replied Alex?If it?s easier for you, use it, and I?ll translate for my
colleague
?Hah!? roared the colonel, laughing?So Krupkin cannot fool you, yes??
?Yes, he can?t fool me, noHe talks too fast, da? Even in Russian his words come like stray bullets
?In French, also, Colonel
?Speaking of which,? intruded Dimitri, ?may we get to the issue at hand, comrade? Our
associate in the Dzerzhinsky said we were to come over immediately The KGB officer walked to the huge ebony console, picked up a remote
control, and turned to the others?I will speak English?is good practice
Everything is on one cartridgeAll material taken by men and women Krupkin select to follow our
people who speak the French
?People who could not be compromised by the Jackal,? clarified Krupkin
?Watch!? insisted the peasant-colonel, pressing a button on the remote control
The screen came alive on the console, mulberry bags the opening shots crude and choppyMost had been taken
with hand-held video cameras from car windowsOne scene after another showed specific men
walking in the Moscow streets or getting into official vehicles, driving or being driven throughout
the city and, in several cases, outside the city over country roadsIn every case the subjects under
surveillance met with other men and women, whereupon the zoom lenses enlarged the facesA
number of shots took place inside buildings, the scenes murky and dark, the result of insufficient
light and awkwardly held concealed cameras
?That one is expensive whore!? laughed the colonel as a man in his late sixties escorted a much
younger woman into an elevator?It is the Solnechy Hotel on the VarshavkoyeI will personally
check the general?s vouchers and find a loyal ally, da??
The choppy, cross-cutting tape continued as Krupkin and the two Americans grew weary of the
seemingly endless and pointless visual recordThen, suddenly, there was an exterior shot of a knock off chanel huge
cathedral, crowds on the pavement, the light indicating early eveningBasil?s Cathedral in Red Square,? said Krupkin?It?s a museum now and a very fine one,
but every now and then a zealot?usually foreign?holds a small serviceNo one interferes, which,
of course, the zealots want us to do
The screen became murky again, the vibrating focus briefly and wildly swaying; the camcorder
had moved inside the cathedral as the agent operating it was jostled by the crowdsThen it became
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steady, held perhaps against a pillarThe focus now was on an elderly man, his hair white in
contrast to the lightweight black raincoat he was wearingHe was walking down a side aisle
pensively glancing at the succession of icons and the higher majestic stained-glass windows
?Rodchenko,? said the peasant?colonel, his voice guttural
The man on the screen proceeded into what appeared to be a large stone corner of the cathedral
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2nd September 2010, 04:47 |
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A little soft oil from the magnolia worked a hell of a lot better
than the bark of a gnarled oakThat -bleep- of a first assistant of his might take a lesson from her
Southern superiors; she talked like some Yankee dentist had bonded her fucking teeth together with
permanent cement
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?That you, Cull?? came the voice of Redhead over the line, intruding on Parnell?s thoughts as he
wrote a seventh obscenity on the legal pad
?You?re momma-letchin? right, boy, and we got a problem! The fricassee -bleep- is doin? it again
I got our Wall Streeters inked in for a table at the reception on the twenty-fifth, the one for the new
French ambassador and she says we gotta bump ?em for some core-dee-ballet fruitcakes?she says
she and the First Lady feel mighty strong about itShee-it! Those money boys gotta lot of French
interests goin? for them, and this White House bash could put ?em on topEvery frog on the Bourse
will think they got the ears of the whole town here!?
?Forget it, Cull,? broke in the anxious Redhead, ?We may have a bigger problem, and I don?t
know what it means
?What?s that??
?When we were back in Saigon, did you ever hear of something or someone called cartier ronde Snake
Lady??
?I heard a hell of a lot about snake eyes,? chuckled Parnell, ?but no Snake LadyWhy??
?The fellow I was just talking to?he?s going to call back in five minutes?sounded as though
he was threatening meI mean actually threatening me, Cull! He mentioned Saigon and implied
that something terrible happened back then and repeated the name Snake Lady several times as if I
should have run for cover
?You leave that son of a -bleep- to me!? roared Parnell, interrupting?I know exactly what that
-bleep-?s talking about! This is that snotty -bleep- first assistant of mine?that?s the fuckin? Snake
Lady! You give that slug worm my number and tell him I know all about his horseshit!?
?Will you please tell me, Cull??
?What the hell, you were there, RedheadSo we had a few games going, even a few mini
casinos, and some clowns lost a couple of shirts, but there was nothin? soldiers haven?t done since
they threw craps for Christ?s clothes! We just put it on a higher plane and maybe tossed in a few
broads who?d have been walkin? the streets anywayNo, Redhead, that elegant-ass, so-called
assistant thinks she?s got somethin? on me?that?s why she?s goin? through you, ?cause everybody
knows we?re buddiesYou le dix balenciaga tell that slime to call me and I?ll settle his grits along with that -bleep-?s
-bleep-! Oh, boy, she made a wrong move! My Wall Streeters are in and her pansies are out!?
?Okay, Cull, I?ll simply refer him to you,? said the Redhead, otherwise known as the vice
president of the United States, as he hung up the phone
It rang four minutes later and the words were spat out at Parnell?Snake Lady, Culver, and we?re
all in trouble!?
?No, you listen to me, Divot Head, and I?ll tell you who?s in trouble! She?s no lady, she?s a
-bleep-! One of her thirty or forty eunuch husbands may have thrown a few snake eyes in Saigon and
lost some of her well-advertised come-and-take-me cash, but nobody gave a -bleep- then and nobody
gives a -bleep- nowEspecially a marine colonel who liked a sharp game of poker every once in a
while, and that man is sitting in the Oval Office at this momentAnd furthermore, you ball-less
-bleep-, when he learns that she?s trying to further defame the brave boys who wanted only a little
relaxation while fighting a thankless war??
In Vienna, Virginia, Alexander Conklin replaced the phoneMisfire One and Misfire Two and
he had never heard of Culver Parnell
The chairman of the Federal Trade Commission, omega geneve Albert Armbruster, swore out loud as he turned
off the shower at the sound of his wife?s shrieking voice in the steam-filled bathroom?What the
hell is it, Mamie? I can?t take a shower without you yammering??
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?It could be the White House, Al! You know how they talk, so low and quiet and always saying
it?s urgent
?-bleep-!? yelled the chairman, opening the glass door and walking naked to the phone on the wallWhat is it??
?There?s a crisis that requires your immediate attention
?Is this 1600??
?No, and we hope it never goes up there
?Then who the hell are you??
?Someone as concerned as you?re going to beAfter all these years?oh, Christ!?
?Concerned about what? What are you talking about??
?Snake Lady, Mr
?Oh, my God!? Armbruster?s hushed voice was a sudden involuntary cry of panicInstantly, he
controlled himself but it was too late?I have no idea what you?re talking about
What?s a snake whatever-it-is? Never heard of it
?Well, hear it now, MrSomebody?s got it all, everythingDates, diversions of
mat?riel, banks in Geneva and Zurich?even the names of a half-dozen couriers routed out of
Saigon?and worseJesus, the worst! Other names?MIAs established as fairy bag prada never having been in
combat eight investigating personnel from the inspector general?s office
?You?re not making sense! You?re talking gibberish!?
?And you?re on the list, MrThat man must have spent fifteen years putting it
together, and now he wants payment for all those years of work or he blows it open?everything,
everyone
?Who? Who is he, for Christ?s sake??
?We?re centering inAll we know is that he?s been in the protection program for over a decade,
and no one gets rich in those circumstancesHe must have been cut out of the action in Saigon and
now he?s making up for lost timeWe?ll be back in touch There was a click and the
line went dead
Despite the steam and the heat of the bathroom, the naked Albert Armbruster, chairman of the
Federal Trade Commission, shivered as the sweat rolled down his faceHe hung up the phone, his
eyes straying to the small, ugly tattoo on the underside of his forearm
Over in Vienna, Virginia, Alex Conklin looked at the telephone
General Norman Swayne, chief of Pentagon procurements, stepped back from the tee satisfied
with his long straight drive down the fairwayThe ball would roll to an optimum position for a
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It threw a circle of light on the low ceiling and made a
wider, more diffuse sphere of light around us
Jeb settled himself against the wall beside me
?Gonna starve yourself, then? Is that the plan??
I glared at the stone floor
If I was being honest with myself, I knew that my mourning was overI hadn't
known the child or the other soul in the cave of horrorsI could not grieve for strangers forever
?You wanna die, there are easier and faster ways
As if I wasn't aware ofthat
?So give me to Doc, then,? I croaked
Jeb wasn't omega usa surprised to hear me speakHe nodded to himself, as if this was exactly what he'd
known would come out of my mouth
?Did you expect us to just give up, Wanderer?? Jeb's voice was stern and more serious than I
had ever heard it before?We have a stronger survival instinct than thatOf course we want to
find a way to get our minds backIt could be any one of us somedaySo many people we love
are already lostIt nearly kills Doc each time he fails?you've seen thatBut this is our reality,
WandaWe are about to be extinctWe're trying to ladies omega watches find
ways to save ourselves
For the first time, Jeb spoke to me as if I were a soul and not a humanI had a sense that the
distinction had always been clear to him, thoughHe was just a courteous monster
I couldn't deny the truth of what he was saying, or the sense of itThe shock had worn off, and
I was myself againIt was in my nature to be fair
Some few of these humans could see my side of things; Ian, at leastThen I, too, could consider
their perspectiveThey were monsters, but maybe monsters who were justified in what new omega watches they
were doing
Of course they would think violence was the answerThey wouldn't be able to imagine any
other solutionCould I blame them that their genetic programming restricted their
problem-solving abilities in this way?
I cleared my throat, but my voice was still hoarse with disuse?Hacking up babies won't save
anyone, Jeb
He was quiet for a moment?We can't tell your young from your old
?Your kind don't spare our babies
?We don't torture them, thoughWe never intentionally cause anyone pain
?You do worse than that
?We do, vintage chanel jewelry yes?because we have to tryWe have to keep fightingIt's the only way we knowIt's
keep trying or turn our faces to the wall and die He raised one eyebrow at me
That must have been what it looked like I was doing
I sighed and took the water bottle Ian had left close to my footI drained it in one long pull, and
then cleared my throat again
?It will never work, JebYou can keep cutting us out in pieces, but you'll just murder more and
more sentient creatures of both speciesWe do not willingly kill, but our bodies are not chanel logo earrings weak,
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31st August 2010, 04:32 |
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I tried to focus my eyes, but the strange ceiling was blindingI twisted my head away from the
light and then swallowed a sob as the motion sent daggers of agony through the side of my face
I could barely handle the pain of this one spontaneous blowWhat hope did I have of enduring
an intensive, calculated onslaught?
There was a shuffle of feet beside me; my eyes moved instinctively to find the threat, and I saw
Uncle Jeb standing over meHe had one hand half stretched out toward me, but he hesitated,
looking awayI raised my head an inch, stifling another moan, to see what he saw
Jared was walking toward us, and his face was the same as those of the barbarians in the
desert?only it was beautiful rather than frightening in its tiffany replica furyMy heart faltered and then beat
unevenly, and I wanted to laugh at myselfDid it matter that he was beautiful, that I loved him,
when he was going to kill me?
I stared at the murder in his expression and tried to hope that rage would win out over
expediency, but a true death wish evaded me
Jeb and Jared locked eyes for a long momentJared's jaw clenched and unclenched, but Jeb's
face was calmThe silent confrontation ended when Jared suddenly exhaled in an angry gust
and took a step back
Jeb reached down for my hand and put his other arm around my back to pull me upMy head
whirled and ached; my stomach heavedIf it hadn't been empty for days, I might have thrown
upIt was like my feet weren't touching the groundI wobbled fake chanel bag and pitched forwardJeb
steadied me and then gripped my elbow to keep me standing
Jared watched all this with a teeth-baring grimaceLike an idiot, Melanie struggled to move
toward him againBut I was over the shock of seeing him here and less stupid than she was
nowShe wouldn't break through againI locked her away behind every bar I could create in my
headCan't you see how he loathes me? Anything you say will make it worse
But Jared's alive, Jared's here,she crooned
The quiet in the cavern dissolved; whispers came from every side, all at the same time, as if I'd
missed some cueI couldn't make out any meanings in the hissing murmurs
My eyes darted around the mob of humans?every one of them an adult, no smaller, younger
figure louis vuitton duffle bag among themMy heart ached at the absence, and Melanie fought to voice the questionThere wasn't anything to see here, nothing but anger and hatred on strangers'
faces, or the anger and hatred on Jared's face
Until another man pushed his way through the whispering throngHe was built slim and tall,
his skeletal structure more obvious under his skin than mostHis hair was washed out, either
pale brown or a dark, nondescript blondLike his bland hair and his long body, his features were
mild and thinThere was no anger in his face, which was why it held my eye
The others made way for this apparently unassuming man as if he had some status among them
Only Jared didn't defer to him; he held his ground, staring only at meThe tall man gucci black bag stepped
around him, not seeming to notice the obstacle in his path any more than he would a pile of
rock
?Okay, okay,? he said in an oddly cheery voice as he circled Jared and came to face meWhat have we got??
It was Aunt Maggie who answered him, appearing at his elbow
?Jeb found it in the desertUsed to be our niece MelanieIt seemed to be following the
directions he gave her She flashed a dirty look at Jeb
?Mm-hm,? the tall, bony man murmured, his eyes appraising me curiouslyIt was strange, that
appraisalHe looked as if he liked what he sawI couldn't fathom why he would
My gaze shied away from his, to another woman?a young woman who peered around his side,
her hand resting on his arm?my eyes drawn by her vivid hair
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?Bernardine!? screamed the Deuxi?me official who less than thirty minutes ago had officially
disowned his colleagueLeaping out of the patrol car, the man shouted again?Bernardine! Where
are you? My God, where are you? I came back, old friend, for I could not leave you! My God,
you were right, I see that now for myself! Oh, Christ, tell me you?re alive! Answer me!?
?Another is dead,? came the reply from Bernardine as his gaunt figure walked slowly, with
difficulty, out of the storefront two hundred feet north of Bourne?I tried to tell you but you would
not listen??
?I was perhaps too hasty!? roared the official, running to the old man and embracing him as the
others in the patrol car, their arms crossed in front of their faces, surrounded the burning van but at
a considerable distance?I?ve radioed for our people to return!? added the official?You must
believe me, old friend, I came back because I couldn?t leave you in anger, not my old comradeI
had no idea that pig from the newspaper actually assaulted you, struck youHe told me and I threw
him out! I came back for you, you see that, don?t you? But, my God, I never expected anything
like cheap chanel purses this!?
?It?s horrible,? said the Deuxi?me veteran, while cautiously, his eyes straying rapidly up and
down the boulevard, he surveyed the areaHe specifically noted the many frightened, intense faces
in the windows of the three stone buildingsThe scenario had blown apart with the van?s explosion
and the disappearance of the brown limousineThe minions were without their leader and filled
with anxiety?It?s not entirely your error alone?my old comrade,? he continued, a note of apology
in his voice?I had the wrong building
Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
273
?Ah ha,? cried the Deuxi?me associate, relishing a minor triumph of self-vindication?The
wrong building? That is indeed a mistake of consequence, eh, Fran?ois??
?The consequences might have been far less tragic had you not abandoned me so hastily, as you
so aptly phrased itInstead of listening to a man with my vast experience, you ordered me out of
your car only to have me witness the horror moments after you fled
?We followed your orders! We searched the building?the wrong building!?
?Had you remained, if only for a brief conference, this might have been avoided and a friend
might be vintage chanel jewelry aliveI shall have to include that judgment in my report??
?Please, old friend,? broke in the associate?Let us reason together for the good of the Bureau?
? The interruption now came with the shrill appearance of a fire truckBernardine held up his hand
and led his protesting former comrade across the boulevard, ostensibly to get out of the way of the
firemen, more purposefully to be within earshot of Jason Bourne?When our people arrive,? went
on the associate of the Deuxi?me, his voice rising with authority, ?we shall empty the buildings and
detain every resident for thorough interrogation!?
?My God,? exclaimed Bernardine, ?don?t add asininity to incompetence!?
?What??
?The limousine, the brown limousine?surely you saw itThe driver said it raced away
?That?s all he told you??
?Well, the truck was in flames and there was so much confusion radioing for personnel??
?Look at the shattered glass!? commanded Fran?ois, pointing at the storefronts away from the
recess where Bourne was hiding?Look at the pits on the pavement and in the streetGun fire, my
old comradeThose involved escaped believing they had killed me! Say nothing, do nothing
Leave these omega de ville men's watches people alone
?You are incomprehensible??
?And you are a foolIf for any reason whatsoever there is the slightest possibility that even one
of those killers is ordered to return here, there can be no impediments
?Now you are inscrutable
?Not at all,? protested Bernardine as the firemen hosed down the flames of the van, their efforts
augmented by giant extinguishers?Send your people into each building, inquiring if everything is
all right, explaining that the authorities have determined the terrible events on the boulevard were
criminally orientedThe crisis has passed; there is no further alarm
?But is that true??
?It?s what we want them to believe An ambulance stormed into the street followed by two
additional patrol cars, all the sirens at maximum volumeFrom the rue d?Al?sia, apartment dwellers
had gathered at both corners, many in hastily pulled?on street attire?trousers and undershirts?
while others were in night clothes?frayed bathrobes and worn slippersNoting that the Jackal?s
van was now a smoldering mass of twisted steel and shattered glass, Bernardine continued: ?Give
the crowds time to satisfy their morbid viewing, then send men to new omega watches disperse themIn an hour or so,
when the rubble is under control and the bodies carted away, proclaim loudly to your police
detachment that the emergency is over, ordering all but one man back to the precinctThat man is
to remain here on duty until the debris is cleared from the boulevardHe is also to be instructed not
to interfere with anyone leaving the buildings, is that clear??
?Not for a momentYou said that someone might be hiding??
?I know what I said,? pressed the former Deuxi?me consultant
?You will stay here, then??
Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
274
?YesI will move slowly, inconspicuously, around the areaWhat about the police report? And my report??
?Use some of the truth, not all of it, of courseWord was passed to you?informer?s name
withheld?that an act of violence related to the Bureau?s narcotics division was to take place on the
boulevard Lefebvre at precisely this hourYou commandeered a police contingent and found
nothing, but shortly thereafter your highly professional instincts sent you back beyond the time
span, unfortunately too late to stop the carnage
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