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An embittered wounded veteran, a discarded son of France, would be hard pressed to forget his
dual immobilityJason shoved Bernardine?s automatic into his trousers pocket, checked his money,
his car keys, and his scabbarded hunting knife, the latter purchased at a sporting goods store and
strapped inside his shirt, and limped to the door of the small, filthy, depressing roomNext stop, the
Capucines and a nondescript Peugeot in an underground garageHe was ready,
Out on the street, he knew he had to walk a number of blocks before he found a taxi station; cabs
were not the fashion in this section of MontparnasseNeither was the commotion around a
newspaper kiosk at the second cornerPeople were shouting, many waving their arms, clutching
papers in their fists, anger and consternation in their voicesInstinctively, he quickened his pace,
reached the stand, threw down his coins and grabbed a newspaper
The breath went balenciaga designer out of him as he tried to suppress the shock waves that swept through him
Teagarten killed! The assassin, Jason Bourne! Jason Bourne! Madness, insanity! What had
happened? Was it a resurrection of Hong Kong and Macao? Was he losing what was left of his
mind? Was he in some nightmare so real he had entered its dimensions, the horror of demented
sleep, the fantasy of conjured, improvised terror turned into reality? He broke away from the
crowd, reeled across the pavement, and leaned against the stone wall of a building, gasping for air,
his neck now in pain, trying desperately to find a reasonable train of thoughtAlex! A telephone!
?What happened?? he screamed into the mouthpiece to Vienna, Virginia
?Come down and stay cold,? said Conklin in a low monotoneI want to know
exactly where you areBernardine will pick you up and get you outHe?ll make the arrangements
and put you on the Concorde to New York
?Wait a chanel quilted handbag minute?wait a minute! The Jackal did this, didn?t he??
?From what we?re told, it was a contract from a crazy jihad faction out of BeirutThey?re
claiming it was their killThe actual executioner is unimportantThat may be true and it may not
At first I didn?t buy it, not after DeSole and Armbruster, but the numbers add upTeagarten was
forever sounding off about sending NATO forces into Lebanon and leveling every suspected
Palestinian enclaveHe?s been threatened before; it?s just that the Medusa connection is too
damned coincidental for meBut to answer your question, of course it was the Jackal
?So he laid it on me, Carlos laid it on me!?
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?He?s an ingenious fucker, I?ll say that for himYou come after him and he uses a contract that
freezes you in Paris
?Then we turn it around!?
?What the hell are you talking about? You get out!?
?No wayWhile he thinks I?m running, hiding, replica chanel jewelry evading?I?m walking right into his nest
?You?re nuts! You get out while we can still get you out!?
?No, I stay inNumber one, he figures I have to in order to reach him, but, as you say, he?s
locked me in iceHe thinks that after all these years I?ll panic in my fashion and make stupid
moves?God knows I made enough on Tranquility?but so stupid here that his army of old men
will find me by looking in the right places and knowing what to look forChrist, he?s good! Shake
the bastard up so he?ll make a mistakeI know the way he thinks and I?ll
outthink himI?ll stay on course, no prolonged safe cave for me
?Cave? What cave??
?A figure of speech, forget itI was in place before the news of Teagarten
?You?re not okay, you?re a fruitcake! Get out!?
?Sorry, Saint Alex, this is exactly where I want to beI?m going after the Jackal
?Well, maybe I can move you off that place you?re clinging toI spoke to Marie a couple of
hours louis vuitton mahina agoGuess what, you aging Neanderthal? She?s flying to Paris
?She can?t!?
?That?s what I said, but she wasn?t in a listening modeShe said she knew all the places you and
she used when you were running from us thirteen years agoThat you?d use them againBut she mustn?t!?
?Tell her, not me
?What?s the Tranquility number? I?ve been afraid to call her?to be honest, I?ve tried like hell to
put her and the kids out of my mind
?That?s the most reasonable statement you?ve made Conklin recited the 809 area
code number, and the instant he had done so, Bourne slammed down the phone
Frantically, Jason went through the agonizing process of relaying destination and credit card
numbers, accompanied by the beeps and stutters of an overseas call to the Caribbean, and, finally,
after subduing some idiot at the front desk of Tranquility Inn, got through to his brother-in-law
?Get Marie for me!? he ordered
?Where to??
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