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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    3:18 am
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    Conklin widened his eyes and fixed them on Lavier“I want you to send the most urgent
    message you’ve ever relayed to the JackalYou must talk to him directlyIt’s an emergency that
    you can entrust to no one but Carlos himself
    “About what?” erupted Krupkin“What could be so urgent that the Jackal will santos cartier comply? Like our
    MrBourne, he is obsessed with traps, and under the circumstances, any direct communication
    smells of one!”
    Alex shook his head and limped to a side window, squinting again, deep in thought, his intense
    eyes reflecting his concentrationThen gradually, slowly, his eyes openedHe gazed at the street
    below“My God, it could work,” he whispered to tiffany toggle heart himself
    “What could work?” asked Bourne
    “Dimitri, hurry! Call the embassy and have them send over the biggest, fanciest diplomatic
    limousine you proletarians own
    “What?”
    “Just do as I say! Quickly!”
    “Aleksei ?”
    “Now!”
    The force and urgency of Conklin’s command had its effectThe Russian walked rapidly to the
    mother-of-pearl telephone and dialed, his gucci twirl watch questioning eyes on Alex, who kept staring down at the
    streetLavier looked at Jason; he shook his head in bewilderment as Krupkin spoke into the phone,
    his Russian a short series of clipped phrases
    “It’s done,” said the KGB officer, hanging up“And now I think you should give me an
    extremely convincing reason for doing it
    “Moscow,” replied Conklin, still looking cartier watch santos out the window
    “Alex, for Christ’s sake—”
    “What are you saying?” roared Krupkin
    “We’ve got to get Carlos out of Paris,” said Conklin, turning“Where better than Moscow?”
    Before the astonished men could respond, Alex looked at Lavier“You say he still trusts you?”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    337
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    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    3:18 am
    @@@@@Which really wasn't as red as it had been
    @@@@@Which really wasn't as red
    as it had been He picked up the contractThere were
    crumbs on it from Elizabeth's pastryHe brushed
    them off and handed it to me, then leaned forward,
    hands clasped between his knees, gazing at me over
    the imposing shelf of Elizabeth's bosom"If I had
    another X-ray, what would it show? That the slug
    was smaller? That it was gone?"
    "I don't know
    "Are you still working on my portrait?"
    "Yes
    "Don't stop, muchachoBut don't get your hopes up too
    high, okay?"
    "I won't Then another thought struck him, one
    that was eerily similar to Dario's stated concern
    "What do you think would happen if lightning
    struck Big Pink and it burned flat with that
    picture inside? What do you think would happen to
    me?"
    I shook my headI didn't want to think about it
    I did think about asking Wireman if I could go up
    to El Palacio's attic and look around for a
    certain picnic basket (it was RED), then decided
    not toI was sure it was there, less sure that I
    500
    wanted to know what was in itThere were strange
    things kicking around Duma Key, and I had reason
    to believe they weren't all nice things, and what
    I wanted to do about most of them was nothingIf
    I left them alone, then maybe they'd leave me
    aloneI'd send most of my pictures off-island to
    keep everything nice and peaceful; sell them, too,
    if people wanted to buy themI could watch them
    go without a pangI was passionate about them
    while I was working on them, but when they were
    done, they meant no more to me than the hard semi
    circles of callus I'd sometimes sand off the sides
    of my great toes so my workboots wouldn't pinch at
    the end of a hot August day on some job site
    I'd hold back the Girl and Ship series, not out of
    any special affection, but because the series
    wasn't done; those paintings were still live flesh
    I might show them and sell them later, but for now
    I meant to keep them right where they were, in
    Little Pink
    xv
    501
    There were no boats on the horizon by the time I
    got back to my place, and the urge to paint had
    passed for the time beingI used Wireman's microrecorder
    instead, and put the sample contract on
    tapeI was no lawyer, but I'd seen and signed my
    share of legal paper in my other life, and this
    struck me as pretty simple
    That evening I took both the contract and the tape
    recorder back down to El PalacioWireman was
    making suppe
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    3:18 am
    @@@@@ Automatically, I shifted out of his wayIan
    @@@@@
    Automatically, I shifted out of his wayIan was closer than I'd thoughtI gasped quietly when I
    ran into him, then tried to give him some roomHis arm was suddenly around me, holding me to
    his body
    It was the strangest feeling; having Ian's arm around me in this very nonplatonic way reminded
    me oddly of my first experience with No PainLike I'd been in agony without realizing it, and
    his touch had taken all the hurt away
    That feeling erased my shynessI rolled so that I was facing him, and he tightened his arm
    around me
    “Is this okay?” I whispered, repeating his question
    He kissed my forehead
    We were silent for a few minutesMost of the other conversations had died out
    He bent down so that his lips were at my ear and whispered, quieter than before, “Wanda, do
    you think… ?” He fell silent
    “Yes?”
    “Well, it looks like I have a room all to myself nowThere's not enough space for you to be alone
    “I don't want to be aloneBut…”
    Why wouldn't he ask? “But what?”
    “Have you had enough time to sort things out yet? I don't want to rush youI know it's
    confusing… with Jared…”
    It took me a moment to process what he was saying, but then I giggled quietlyMelanie wasn't
    much given to giggling, but Pet had been, and her body betrayed me at this most inopportune
    moment
    “I was givingyou time to sort things out,” I explained in a whisper“I didn't want to rushyou
    –because I know it's confusing
    He jumped just a little in surprise“You thought… ? But Melanie isn't youI was never
    confused
    I was smiling in the dark
    Friday, December 31st, 2010
    3:18 am
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    "Yeah, the same for me Minetta realized Goldstein had forgotten how poorly he and Roth had worked, and it made Minetta like himHe ain't one of these other guys holdin' a grudgeThat made Minetta think of his argument with CroftThe anger that had sustained him in cartier santos watch his quarrel was gone and he could think only of the consequences"That sonofabitch Croft," he saidTo avoid facing them, he was generating his indignation again
    "Croft!" Goldstein said with loathingHe looked about warily for a moment"I thought when we got that lieutenant, things would be different, you know he seemed like a nice prada clutch fellow Goldstein realized suddenly how much hope he had fabricated because Croft was no longer in command
    "Aaah, he don't do a fuggin thing," Minetta said"Listen, I wouldn't trust an officerThey work hand in glove with guys like Croft
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    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    3:18 am
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    gucci horsebit hobo,omega seamaster watch,watch omega,diaper bag gucci,logo chanel@@@@@When she and Rhett walked through the light of the
    next
    streetlamp, she saw that he was smiling, tooThere was no further
    need to talkIt was enough that they were both feeling good, both
    smiling, walking together, in no hurry to be any place elseTheir
    route took them past the docksThe sidewalk abutted a long row of
    ships chandlers, narrow buildings gucci horsebit hobo with tightly shuttered shops on
    street level and the darkened windows of living quarters aboveMany
    of the windows were open to the almost-summery warmth of the
    nightA
    dog barked half-heartedly at the sound of their stepsRhett
    commanded
    it to be quiet, his own voice mutedThe dog whimpered once, then
    was
    still
    They walked forward, past widely spaced omega seamaster watch street lampsRhett adjusted
    his long stride automatically to match Scarlett's shorter one, and the
    sound of heels on brick became a single clack clack clack
    clack-testimony of the comfortable unity of the momentOne street
    lamp had gone outIn the patch of greater darkness Scarlett noticed
    for the first time that the sky seemed very near, its spangling watch omega of
    stars brighter than she could remember them ever beforeOne star
    looked almost close enough to touch"Rhett, look at the sky," she
    said
    softly"The stars look so close He stopped walking, put his hand
    over hers to signal her to stop, too"It's because of the sea," he
    said, the sound of his voice low and warm
    "We're past the warehouses now, and there's diaper bag gucci only waterListen and
    you
    can hear it breathing They stood very stillScarlett strained to
    hearThe rhythmic slap slap of the moving water against the invisible
    pilings of the seawall became audible
    Gradually it seemed to get louder, until she was amazed she hadn't
    been
    hearing it all the timeThen another sound merged with the cadence
    of
    the tidal logo chanel river
    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    3:18 am
    @@@@@I’ll be fifty-one in a few monthsSo
    @@@@@I’ll be fifty-one in a few monthsSo what?”
    “Aleksei and I are in our sixties—have you any idea what a leap that is?”
    “How could I?”
    “Let me tell youYou still visualize yourself as the younger man, the postadolescent man who
    sees himself doing the things you did only moments ago in your mind, and in many ways you are
    rightThe motor controls are there, the will is there; you are still the master of your bodyThen
    suddenly, as strong as the will is and as strong as the body remains, the mind slowly, insidiously
    begins to reject the necessity to make an immediate decision—both intellectually and physically
    Simply put, we care lessAre we to be condemned or congratulated on having survived?”
    “I think you just said you couldn’t kill Alex
    “Don’t count on it, Jason Bourne—or David whoever you are
    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
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    369
    and concierges were all frequently questioned by the KGB when not directly employed by the
    KomitetThe walls were covered with red velour; the sturdy furniture was reminiscent of the
    ancien régimeHowever, 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
    Monday, December 27th, 2010
    3:18 am
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    back, in all its light and colorI made myself
    take the doll from Juanita, who was looking at it
    with puzzlementIt was a hard thing to do, but I
    managed
    He shrugged and spread his hands"Thank your
    girls, Ilse in particularWho's ready for another glass of
    champagne?"
    They all wereI replaced my new doll in her box,
    promising myself two thingsOne rolex watches for sale was that neither
    of my daughters would ever know how badly seeing
    the damned thing had frightened meThe other
    promise was that I knew two sisters - two living
    sisters - who were never, ever, going to set foot
    on Duma Key at the same timeOr ever, if I could
    help it
    That was one promise that I kept
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    "All right, Edgar, I think we're almost replica prada finished
    Maybe she saw something on my face, because Mary
    laughed"Has it been that awful?"
    "No," I said, and it hadn't been, really, although
    her questions about my technique had made me feel
    uncomfortableWhat it came down to was I looked
    at things, then slopped on the paintThat was my
    techniqueAnd influences? What could I say? The
    lightIt always came down to the light, gucci fashion both in
    the pictures I liked to look at and the ones I
    liked to paintWhat it did to the surface of
    things, and what it seemed to suggest about what
    was inside, hunting a way outBut that didn't
    sound scholarly; to my ears it sounded goofy
    "Okay," she said, "last subject: how many more
    paintings are there?"
    We were sitting in Mary Ire's penthouse apartment
    on Davis Islands, Cartier Tortue a tony Tampa enclave which
    looked to me like the art deco capital of the
    worldThe living room was a vast, nearly empty
    space with a couch at one end and two slingback
    chairs at the otherThere were no books, but then,
    603
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    it would catch the early light, was a large David
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    Sunday, December 26th, 2010
    3:18 am
    @@@@@ Mike caught the bus home after we had
    @@@@@
    Mike caught the bus home after we had finished cleaning upHe was going to talk to his dad when he got home that night and ask him if he would teach us how to become richMike promised to call as soon as he had talked to his dad, even if it was late
    The phone rang at 8:30 p And put the phone downMike's dad had agreed to meet with Mike and me
    At 7:30 Saturday morning, I caught the bus to the poor side of town
    The Lessons Begin:

    "I'll pay you 10 cents an hour"
    Even by 1956 pay standards, 10 cents an hour was low
    Michael and I met with his dad that morning at 8 o'clockHe was already busy and had been at work for more than an hourHis construction supervisor was just leaving in his pickup truck as I walked up to his simple, small and tidy homeMike met me at the door
    "Dad's on the phone, and he said to wait on the back porch," Mike said as he opened the door
    The old wooden floor creaked as I steppedacross the threshold of this aging houseThere was a cheap mat just inside the doorThe mat was there to hide the years of wear from countless footsteps that the floor had supportedAlthough clean, it needed to be replaced
    I felt claustrophobic as I entered the narrow living room, which was filled with old musty overstuffed furniture that today would be collector's itemsSitting on the couch were two women, a little older than my momAcross from the women sat a man in workman's clothesHe wore khaki slacks and a khaki shirt, neatly pressed but without starch, and polished work booksHe was about 10 years older than my dad; I'd say about 45 years oldThey smiled as Mike and I walked past them, heading for the kitchen, which lead to the porch that overlooked the back yard
    "Who are those people?" I as
    Saturday, December 25th, 2010
    3:18 am
    @@@@@Every now and then a cloud of gnats would be
    @@@@@Every now and then a cloud of gnats would be disturbed and flicker tantalizingly about them, goading their flash with a dozen tiny bitesThere were many spiders in the field, and the webs kept trickling across their faces and hands, lashing them forward in a minor frenzyPollen and bits of grass teased their exposed skin
    Martinez led the way like an arrow shot across the fieldMost of the time the grass was too tall for him to see, but he directed himself by the sun, never pausing for a momentIt took them only twenty minutes to cross the valley, and then after a short break they trudged over the hills againHere, the tall grass was welcome, for they grasped tufts of it to aid their ascent, and slowed their fall by clutching it on the downslopes of the hillsThe sun continued to beat on them
    Their first fear of being observed by enemy troops had ebbed in the physical demands of the march, but a new and subtler terror began to obsess themThe land extended so far, was so completely silent, that they became acutely conscious of its unexplored weight, its somnolent brooding resistanceThey remembered a rumor that natives had once lived in this portion of the island, and had died decades ago in a plague of scrub typhus, the survivors moving to another islandUntil now they had never thought about the natives except to miss their labor, but in the vast buzzing silence of the sun and the hills the men forced themselves onward in nervous spasms, halting and starting, their limbs quivering with exertionMartinez led them at a cruel pace as if pursuedEven more than the others, he was awed by the thought of the men who had lived on this island and diedIt seemed sacrilegious to him to move through this empty land disturbing the long untrampled earth
    Croft experienced it in a different wayThe land was foreign to him, and spawned a deep instinctive excitement at the thought that no one had trod this earth for many yearsHe had always known land well; he knew by heart every rock outcropping on every hill for miles about his father's ranch, and this country, unexplored, appealed to him deeplyEach new vista that the summit of a hill might furnish him was gratifyingIt was all his, all terrain which he could patrol with the platoon
    And then he remembered Hearn, and shook his headCroft was like a high-spirited horse, unused to the bit, reminded he was no longer free by an occasional harsh pressure on his jawsHe turned around and spoke to Red, who was behind himTell them to snap it up
    The order passed through the column, and the men moved forward even more quickly
    Friday, December 24th, 2010
    3:18 am
    @@@@@She also remembered that Scarlett had not
    @@@@@She
    also
    remembered that Scarlett had not told them she was going out that
    morning, nor where she had beenWhen Scarlett reported that she'd
    been to the Cathedral, Pauline put her finger to her lipsPere, she
    said, was unfortunately extremely opposed to Roman CatholicismIt
    had
    something to do with French history, she wasn't sure what, but he got
    very angry about the ChurchThat was the reason she and Eulalie
    always left Charleston after Mass to come to Savannah and left
    Savannah
    on Saturday to return to CharlestonThis year there was a particular
    difficulty; because Easter was so early, they would be in Savannah for
    Ash Wednesday
    Naturally they had to attend Mass, and they could leave the house
    early
    and unobservedBut how could they keep their father from seeing the
    smudges of ash on their foreheads when they returned to the house?
    "Wash your face," said Scarlett impatiently, thereby revealing her
    ignorance and the recent date of her return to religionShe dropped
    her napkin on the table"I've got to be off," she said brisklyI'm going to visit my O'Hara uncles and aunts She didn't want
    anyone to know that she was trying to buy the convent's share of
    Tara
    Especially not her aunts, they gossiped too muchWhy, they might
    even
    write to Suellen"What time do we leave in the
    morning for Mass?"
    She'd be sure to mention it to the Mother SuperiorNo need to let on
    that she'd forgotten all about Ash WednesdayWhat a bother it was
    that she'd left her rosary in CharlestonOh, well, she could buy a
    new one at her O'Hara uncles' storeIf she remembered correctly,
    they
    had everything in there from bonnets to plows
    "Miss Scarlett, when are we going home to Atlanta? I don't feel
    comfortable with the folks in your Grandpa's kitchenAnd my shoes is just about wore out from all this walking
    When are we going home where you got all the fine carriages?"
    "Stop that everlasting complaining, PansyWe'll go when I say go and
    where I say go Scarlett's response had no real heat in it; she was
    trying to remember where her uncles' store was, and having no luckI
    must be catching old folks' forgetfulness
    Thursday, December 23rd, 2010
    3:18 am
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    mine
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    I jerk my knee up in a sharp thrust
    He chokes out a wheezing sound, and I'm freeInstead of running for the front of the house
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    Wednesday, December 22nd, 2010
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    kneesI saw the joke, but couldn't share it
    and not only because my daughter was dead in Rhode
    IslandWireman was only laughing now because at
    first he had been as frightened as Jack and I, as
    frightened as Libbit must have beenAnd why had
    955
    she been frightened? Because someone, quite likely
    by fake prada accident, had put the wrong idea in her
    imaginative little headMy money was on Nan Melda,
    and - maybe - a bedtime story meant only to soothe
    a child who was still fretful from her head injury
    Maybe even insomniacOnly this bedtime story had
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    back on the road, eitherThose had been tiffany wholesale all
    Elizabeth, and there'd been no malevolence about
    themThe lawn jockey, howeverhe might
    originally have come from little Libbit's battered
    head, but I had an idea that Perse had long since
    appropriated him for her own purposesIf anyone
    got this close to Elizabeth's first home, there it
    was, all ready to scare the intruder awayInto a
    stay at the nearest lunatic asylum, tiffany diamond maybe
    Which meant there might be something here to find,
    after all
    Jack looked nervously toward where the sunken path
    - which really did look as if it had been big
    enough to accommodate a cart or even a truck, once
    upon a time - dropped down and out of sight"Will
    it be back?"
    956
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    "Just looking at it made me feel like I was losing
    my mind," Jack said"Do you understand that,
    Edgar?"
    "Of courseLibbit had a very powerful imagination,
    back in the day
    "What happened to it, then?"
    "She forgot how to use itAnd I think that kind of forgetting is easy
    Which is even more horrible
    Jack bent down, picked up the basket, then looked
    at vintage omega watches Wirem
    Sunday, December 19th, 2010
    3:18 am
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    The first, at least, of these favours Fanny would rather not have
    been asked; but it was impossible for her to refuse the correspondence;
    it was impossible for her even not to accede to it more readily
    than her own judgment authorisedThere was no resisting so much
    apparent affectionHer disposition was peculiarly calculated to value
    a fond treatment, and from having hitherto known so little of it, she
    was the more overcome by Miss Crawford’sBesides, there was gratitude
    towards her, for having made their tete-a-tete so much less painful
    than her fears had predicted
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    317
    Jane Austen
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    In the evening there was another partingHenry Crawford came
    and sat some time with them; and her spirits not being previously
    in the strongest state, her heart was softened for a while towards
    him, because he really seemed to feelQuite unlike his usual self, he
    scarcely said anythingHe was evidently oppressed, and Fanny must
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    that she heard, and when he had left the room, she was better pleased
    that such a token of friendship had passed
    On the morrow the Crawfords were gone
    318
    Mansfield Park
    CHAPTER XXXVII
    MRCRAWFORD GONE, Sir Thomas’s next object was that he should
    be missed; and he entertained great hope that his niece would find
    a blank in the loss of those attentions which at the time she had felt,
    or fancied, an evilShe had tasted of consequence in its most flattering
    form; and he did hope that the loss of it, the sinking again into
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    or notShe was always so gentle and retiring that her emotions
    were beyond his discriminationHe did not understand her: he felt
    that he did not; and therefore applied to Edmund to tell him how
    she stood affected on the present occasion, and whether she were
    more or less happy than she had been
    Edmund did not discern any symptoms of regret, and thought his
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    Alas! it was this sister, this friend and companion, who was now
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    future fate as unconnected with Mansfield as she was determined
    the brother’s should be, if she could have hoped her return thither
    to be as distant as she was much inclined to think his, she would
    have been light of heart indeed; but the more she recollected and
    observed, the more deeply was she convinced that everything was
    now in a fairer train for Miss Crawford’s marrying Edmund than it
    319
    Jane Austen
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    Saturday, December 18th, 2010
    3:18 am
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    Reading from the list he had written down in Flannagan’s cabin, Jason spoke rapidly,
    enunciating clearly so that there would be no confusion on the tapeThere were the names of seven
    frequent and acknowledged guests at the general’s dinner parties, none guaranteed as to accuracy or
    spelling but with broad-brush descriptions; then came the license plates, all from the far more
    serious twice-monthly meetingsNext to last were the telephone numbers of Swayne’s lawyer, all
    of the estate’s guards, the dog kennels and the Pentagon extension for assigned vehicles; finally
    there was the unlisted telephone in New York, no name here, only a machine that took messages
    “That’s got to be a priority one, Alex
    “We’ll break it,” said Conklin, inserting himself on the tape“I’ll call the kennels and talk
    Pentagonese—the general’s being flown to a hush-factor post and we pay double for getting the
    animals out first thing in the morningOpen the gates, incidentallyThe licenses are no problem
    and I’ll have Casset run the names through the computers behind DeSole’s back
    “What about Swayne? We’ve got to keep the suicide quiet for a while
    “How long?”
    “How the hell do I know?” replied Jason, exasperated“Until we find out who they all are and I
    can reach them—or you can reach them—and together we can start the wave of panic rolling
    That’s when we plant the Carlos solution
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    107
    “Words,” said Conklin, his tone not flattering“You could be talking about days, maybe a week
    or even longer
    “Then that’s what I’m talking about
    “Then we’d better damn well bring in Peter Holland—”
    “No, not yetWe don’t know what he’d do and I’m not giving him the chance to get in my way
    “You’ve got to trust someone besides me, JasonI can fool the doctor perhaps for twenty-four or
    forty-eight hours—perhaps—but I doubt much longer than thatHe’ll want higher authorization
    And don’t forget, I’ve got Casset breathing down my neck over DeSole—”
    “Give me two days, get me two days!”
    “While tracking down all this information and stalling Charlie, and lying through my teeth to
    Peter, telling them that we’re making progress running down the Jackal’s possible couriers at the
    Mayflower hotel—we think Of course, we’re doing nothing of the sort because we’re up to our
    credentials in some off-the-wall, twenty-year-old Saigon conspiracy involving who knows what,
    damned if we know, except that the who is terribly impressiveWithout going into statuses—or is it
    statae—we’re now told they have their own private cemetery on the grounds of the general officer
    in charge of Pentagon procurements, who just happened to blow his head off, a minor incident
    we’re sitting onJesus, Delta, back up! The missiles are colliding!”
    Though he was standing in front of Swayne’s desk, the general’s corpse in the chair beside him,
    Bourne managed a tentative, slow smile“That’s what we’re counting on, isn’t it? It’s a scenario
    that could have been written by our beloved Saint Alex him
    Friday, December 17th, 2010
    3:17 am
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    Saturday, December 11th, 2010
    3:33 am
    @@@@@I lost track of how many questions he asked
    @@@@@I lost track of how many questions he asked meHe wanted
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    from the invasion details; on the contrary, he almost seemed to enjoy that part more than the
    restHis questions came fast on the heels of my answers, and his grins were frequentWhen he
    was satisfied about the Spiders, hours later, he wanted to know more about the Flowers
    “You didn't half explain that one,” he reminded me
    So I told him about that most beautiful and placid of planetsAlmost every time I stopped to
    breathe, he interrupted me with a new questionHe liked to guess the answers before I could
    speak and didn't seem to mind getting them wrong in the least
    “So did ya eat flies, like a Venus flytrap? I'll bet you did–or maybe something bigger, like a
    bird–like a pterodactyl!”
    “No, we used sunlight for food, like most plants here
    “Well, that's not as much fun as my idea
    Sometimes I found myself laughing with him
    We were just moving on to the Dragons when Jamie showed up with dinner for three
    “Hi, Wanderer,” he said, a little embarrassed
    “Hi, Jamie,” I answered, a little shy, not sure if he would regret the closeness we'd sharedI
    was, after all, the bad guy
    But he sat down right next to me, between me and Jeb, crossing his legs and setting the food
    tray in the middle of our little conclaveI was starving, and parched from all the talkingI took a
    bowl of soup and downed it in a few gulps
    “Shoulda known you were just being polite in the mess hall todayGotta speak up when you're
    hungry, Wanda
    I didn't agree with that last part, but I was too busy chewing a mouthful of bread to answer
    “Wanda?” Jamie asked
    I nodded, letting him know that I didn't mind
    “Kinda suits her, doncha think?” Jeb was so proud of himself, I was surprised he didn't pat
    himself on the back, just for ef
    Friday, December 10th, 2010
    3:18 am
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    @@@@@That's the trouble with the goddam war; a man cain't get off by hisself, and do the kind of things where he had a good time for hisself and don't hurt no one a damn bit
    Croft grunted inaudibly and wiped the mouth of the canteen before he drankRed sifted some dirt through his fingersThe liquor had been sweet and raw; it had rasped his throat and the irritation expanded through his bodyHe rubbed the side of his lumpish red nose and spat angrily"No one's gonna ask you what you want to do," he told Wilson"They just send you out to get your ass blown off For an instant, he saw again the dead bodies in the green draw, the naked look of lacerated flesh"Don't kid yourself," he said, "a man's no more important than a goddam cow
    Gallagher was remembering how the legs and arms of the Japanese prisoner had twitched for a second after Croft had shot him"Just like wringing the neck of a fuggin chicken," he muttered surlilyHis face was drawn, and there were shadows under his eyes"Why not you keep quiet?" he asked"We see same things you do His voice, almost always quiet and polite, had an angry strident note which amazed Gallagher and silenced him
    "Let's pass the canteen around," Wilson suggestedHe tilted it upward, and drank the last inch"Guess we got to open another one," he sighed
    "We all paid up for this," Croft said"Let's see we drink the same amount
    They sat about in a circle, passing the canteen from time to time, and talking in slow indifferent voices which began to blur before the second canteen was finishedThe sun was dropping toward the west, and for the first time that afternoon shadows were beginning to drift from the trees and the black-green ponchos of their pup tentsGoldstein and Ridges and Wyman were sitting about thirty yards away talking in soft voicesOccasionally, a noise of some minor activity -- a truck grinding up the lane that led to the bivouac or the shouts of some soldiers on a labor detail -- would filter through the coconut groveEvery fifteen minutes a battery about a mile away would fire, and a part of their minds would wait for the sound of the explosion when the shells landed
    Tuesday, December 7th, 2010
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    The possibility was real enough to send Scarlett into a happy frenzy of
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    and
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    people
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    Monday, December 6th, 2010
    3:23 am
    @@@@@ “He’s upset,” said Armbruster, as if his
    @@@@@
    “He’s upset,” said Armbruster, as if his associate was dismissible“He’s a spaghetti head from
    New York and doesn’t trust anybody
    “Who’s to trust in New Yawk?” asked the short, dark man, laughing and poking his elbow into
    the wide girth of Albert Armbruster“You WASPs are the worst, you got the banks, amico!”
    “Let’s keep it that way and out of the courtsThe description, please?” The chairman looked
    at DeSole
    “It’s incomplete, but there is a long-ago tie-in with Medusa that I’ll describe—precisely
    “Go ahead, pal,” said the man from New York
    “He’s rather large—tall, that is—and in his late forties or early fifties and—”
    “Has he got some gray around his temples?” asked Armbruster, interrupting
    “Well, yes, I think the gardener said something to that effect—graying, or gray in his hair, or
    something like thatIt’s obviously why he judged him to be in his forties or fifties
    “It’s Simon,” said Armbruster, looking at the New Yorker
    “Who?” DeSole stopped, as the other two stopped and looked at him
    “He called himself Simon, and he knew all about you, MrCIA,” said the chairman“About you
    and Brussels and our whole thing
    “What are you talking about?”
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    176
    “For starters, your goddamn fax machine exclusively between you and that fruitcake in
    Brussels
    “It’s a buried, dedicated line! It’s locked up!”
    “Someone found the key, MrPrecision,” said the New Yorker, not smiling
    “Oh, my God, that’s terrible! What should I do?”
    “Make up a story between you and Teagarten, but do it from public phones,” continued the
    mafioso“One of you will come up with somethingBrussels?”
    “There’s very little I don’t know
    “That son of a bitch conned me into thinking he was one of us and he had me by the balls!” said
    Armbruster angrily, continuing to walk along the edge of the parking lot, the other two joining him,
    DeSole hesitantly, apprehensively“He seemed to know everything, but when I think back, he only
    brought up bits and pieces—damned big bits and pieces like Burton and you and Brussels—and I,
    like a fucking idiot, filled in a hell of a lot moreShit!”
    “Now, just wait a minute!” cried the CIA analyst, once again forcing the others to stop“I don’t
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    animalsAnd its snake, of course
    ii
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    oats belong," Wireman once told me, "but the rest
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