Alexander Conklin was not in Vienna, Virginia, UInstead, there was the monotonic voice
of a recorded operator that had the effect of crashing thunder?The telephone number you have
called is no longer in service
He had placed the call twice again, believing in desperate hope that an error had been made by
the French telephone serviceThen bolts of lightning followed: ?The telephone number you have
called is no longer in service
The pacing had begun; from the table to the windows and back againOver and over, the
curtains were pulled aside, anxious eyes nervously peering out, then seconds later poring over a
growing list of names and placesMarie suggested lunch; he did not hear her, so she watched him
in silence from across the room
The quick, abrupt movements of her husband were like those of a large disquieted cat, smooth,
fluid, alert for the prada black bags unexpectedThey were the movements of Jason Bourne and, before him,
Medusa?s Delta, not David WebbShe remembered the medical records compiled by Mo Panov in
the early days of David?s therapyMany were filled with wildly divergent descriptions from people
who claimed to have seen the man known as the Chameleon, but among the most reliable was a
common reference to the catlike mobility of the ?assassin Panov had been looking for clues to
Jason Bourne?s identity then, for all they had at the time were a first name and fragmented images
of painful death in CambodiaMo often wondered aloud if there was more to his patient?s physical
dexterity than mere athleticism; oddly enough, there was not
As Marie looked back the subtle physical differences between the two men who were her
husband both fascinated and repelled herEach was muscular and graceful, each capable of
performing wholesale tiffany difficult tasks requiring physical coordination; but where David?s strength and mobility
came from an easy sense of accomplishment, Jason?s was filled with an inner malice, no pleasure in
the accomplishment, only a hostile purposeWhen she had mentioned this to Panov, his reply was
succinct: ?David couldn?t killBourne can; he was trained to
Still, Mo was pleased that she had spotted the different ?physical manifestations,? as he called
her observation?It?s another signpost for youWhen you see Bourne, bring David back as fast as
you canIf you can?t, call me
She could not bring David back now, she thoughtFor the sake of the children and herself and
David, she dared not try
?I?m going out for a while,? announced Jason by the window
?You can?t!? cried Marie?For God?s sake, don?t leave me alone
Bourne frowned, lowering his voice, somewhere an undefined discount tiffany's necklace conflict within him?I?m just
driving out on the highway to find a phone, that?s allI can?t stay by myself any longerAs a matter of fact, we?ll need a few thingsWe?ll find one of those malls and buy
some clothes?toothbrushes, a razor whatever else we can think of
?You mean we can?t go back to Paris
?We can and probably will go back to Paris, but not to our hotelsDo you have your passport??
?Passport, money, credit cards, everythingThey were all in my purse, which I didn?t know I
had until you gave it to me in the car
Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
300
?I didn?t think it was such a good idea to leave it at the Meurice
?Who are you calling??
?Alex
?You just tried him
?At his apartment; he was thrown out of his security tent in VirginiaThen I?ll reach Mo Panov
They drove south again to the small city of Corbeil-Essonnes, where there was a relatively omega deville watch new
shopping center several miles west of the highwayThe crowded merchandising complex was a
blight on the French countryside but a welcome sight for the fugitivesJason parked the car, and
like any husband and wife out for late-afternoon shopping, they strolled down the central mall, all
the while frantically looking for a public telephone
?Not a goddamned one on the highway!? said Bourne through clenched teeth?What do they
think people are supposed to do if they have an accident or a flat tire??
?Wait for the police,? answered Marie, ?and there was a phone, only it was broken intoMaybe
that?s why there aren?t more? There?s one
Once again Jason went through the irritating process of placing an overseas call with local
operators who found it irritating to ring through to the international branch of the systemAnd then
the thunder returned, distant but fake chanel bag implacabl

Sitting forward, he had analyzed them for
nearly four hours, forgetting time, forgetting that his ?control? was to have reached him by then,
concerned only with a link to the Jackal at the Mayflower hotel
The first group, which he temporarily put aside, was the foreign nationals, a mix of British,
Italian, Swedish, West German, Japanese and TaiwaneseEach of them had been extensively
examined with respect to authentic credentials and fully substantiated business or personal reasons
for entering the countryThe State Department and the Central Intelligence Agency had done their
homeworkEach person was professionally and personally vouched for by a minimum of five
reputable individuals or companies; all had long-standing communications with such people and
firms in the Washington area; none had a false or questionable statement on recordIf the Jackal?s
man was among them?and he might well be?it would take far more information than was to be
found in the printouts before Jason could refine the listIt might be necessary to go back to this
group, but for the moment he had to keep readingThere was so little time!
Of the remaining five hundred or so American guests at the hotel, two hundred and twelve had
entries in one or more of the intelligence data banks, the majority because they had business with
the picasso cartier governmentHowever, seventy-eight had raw-file negative evaluationsThirty-one were
Internal Revenue Service matters, which meant they were suspected of destroying or falsifying
financial records and/or had tax havens in Swiss or Cayman Island accountsThey were zero,
nothing, merely rich and not very bright thieves, and, further, the sort of ?messengers? Carlos
would avoid like lepers
That left forty-seven possiblesMen and women?in eleven cases ostensibly husbands and
wives?with extensive connections in Europe, in the main with technological firms and related
nuclear and aerospace industries, all under intelligence microscopes for possibly selling classified
information to brokers of the Eastern bloc and therefore to MoscowOf these forty-seven possibles,
including two of the eleven couples, an even dozen had made recent trips to the Soviet Union?
scratch all of themThe Komitet Gosudarstvennoi Bezopasnosti, otherwise known as the KGB, had
less use for the Jackal than the PopeIlich Ramirez Sanchez, later Carlos the assassin, had been
trained in the American compound of Novgorod, where the streets were lined with American gas
stations and grocery stores, boutiques and Burger Kings, and everyone spoke American English
with diverse dialects?no Russian was allowed?and only those who passed the course d

?Give the soul to Ian?gently, please
Ian would be the perfect assistantWhen I was gone, who else would take such care with my
little relatives?
Doc passed the soul into Ian's waiting hand, then turned at once to heal the human body
Ian stared at the silver ribbon in his hand, his face full of wonder rather than revulsionIt felt
warmer inside my chest while I watched his reaction
?It's pretty,? he whispered, surprisedNo matter how he felt about me, he'd been conditioned to
expect a parasite, a centipede, a monsterCleaning up severed bodies had not prepared him for
the beauty hereLet it slide into your tank
Ian held the soul cupped in his hand for one more second, as if memorizing the sight and chanel jewellery feel
Then, with delicate care, he let it glide into the cold
Jared showed him how to latch the lid
A weight fell off my shouldersIt was too late to change my mindThis didn't feel as horrible as I'd anticipated,
because I felt sure these four humans would care for the souls just as I would
?Look out!? Jeb suddenly shoutedThe gun came up in his hands, pointed past us
We whirled toward the danger, and Jared's tank fell to the floor as he jumped toward the male
Healer, who was on his knees on the cot, staring at us in shockIan had the presence of mind to
hold on to his tank
?Chloroform,? Jared shouted as he tackled the Healer, pinning him back down to the cot
The Healer stared straight at me, his face childlike in his chanel j12 bewildermentI knew why his eyes
were on me?the lantern's rays danced off both his eyes and mine, making diamond patterns on
the wall
Then his face went blank, and his body slumped, unresisting, to the cotTwo trails of blood
flowed from his nostrils
?No!?I screamed, lurching to his inert form, knowing it was far too late?No!?
CHAPTER 54
Forgotten
Elizabeth?? I asked?Anne? Karen? What's your name? C'mon
The Healer's body was still limp on the cotIt had been a long time?how long, I wasn't sureI hadn't slept yet, though the sun was far up in the skyDoc had climbed out
onto the mountain to pull the tarps away, and the sun beamed brightly through the holes in the
ceiling, hot on my skinI'd moved the nameless chanel jumbo bag woman so that her face would be out of the
glare
I touched her face now lightly, patting the soft brown hair, woven through with white strands,
away from her face
?Julie? Brittany? Angela? Patricia? Am I getting close? Talk to mePlease??
Everyone but Doc?snoring quietly on a cot in the darkest corner of the hospital?had gone away
hours agoSome to bury the host body we'd lostI cringed, thinking of his bewildered question,
and the sudden way his face had gone slack
I so much wished that the soul had waited for an answer, so I could have tried to explain it to
himHe might even have understoodAfter all, what was more important, in the end, than love?
To a soul, wasn't that the heart of everything? And love coco chanel jewelry would have been my answer
Maybe, if he'd waited, he would have seen the truth of thatIf he'd really understood, I was sure
he would have let the human body live
The request would probably have made little sense to him, thoughThe body washis body, not
a separate entityHis suicide was simply that to him, not a murder, tooOnly one life had ended
And perhaps he was right
At least the souls had survivedThe light on his tank glowed dull red beside hers; I couldn't ask
for a greater evidence of commitment from my humans than this, the sparing of his life
?Mary? Margaret? Susan? Jill??
Though Doc slept and I was otherwise alone, I could feel the echo of the tension the others had
left behind; it still hung in the see by chloe bag air

?Don't I know it! You didn't leave the gun anywhere obvious, did you??
?NopeI figured this might be comin' on soon
?That's something, at least
Jamie was trembling, alone in the space left by the exodusSurrounded by those I had to count
as friends, I felt able to walk to his sideHe threw his arms around my waist, and I patted his
back with shaky hands
?It's okay,? I lied in a whisper I knew even a fool would hear the false note in my
voice, and Jamie was not a fool
?He won't hurt you,? Jamie said thickly, struggling against the tears I could see in his eyes
I was appalled?I louis vuitton gm bag could feel that my face was fixed in lines of horrorJared was right?howcould
Jeb have let this happen? If they'd killed me the first day here, before Jamie had ever seen me?
Or that first week, while Jared kept me isolated from everyone, before Jamie and I had become
friends? Or if I had just kept my mouth shut about Melanie? It was too late for all thatMy
arms tightened around the child
Melanie was just as aghast
Itoldyou it was a bad idea to tell him everything, I reminded her
What will it do to him now, when we die?
It's going to be terribleHe'll be traumatized and fake chanel bag scarred and devastated ?
Melanie interrupted meBut what can we do?
Not die, I suppose
Melanie and I thought about the likelihood of our survival and felt despair
Ian thumped Jamie on the back?I could feel the motion reverberate through both our bodies
?Don't agonize over it, kid,? he said?You're not in this alone
?They're just shocked, that's all I recognized Trudy's alto voice behind me?Once we get a
chance to explain, they'll see reason
?See reason? Kyle?? someone hissed almost unintelligibly
?We knew this was coming,? Jeb muttered?Just got to weather it
?Maybe you ought to find chanel vintage jewelry that gun,? Lily suggested calmly?Tonight might be a long one
Wanda can stay with Heidi and me ??
?I think it might be better to keep her somewhere else,? Ian disagreed?Maybe in the southern
tunnels? I'll keep an eye on herJeb, wanna lend me a hand??
?They wouldn't look for her with me Walter's offer was just a whisper
Wes spoke over the last of Walter's words?I'll tag along with you, IanThere're six of them
?No,? I finally managed to choke outYou shouldn't fight with each
otherNot fighting, not because of me
I pulled Jamie's arms from around my waist, holding his wrists montre cartier when he tried to stop me
?I just need a minute to myself,? I told him, ignoring all the stares I could feel on my face I turned my head to find Jeb?And you should have a chance to discuss this
without me listeningIt's not fair?having to discuss strategy in front of the enemy
?Now, don't be like that,? Jeb said
?Let me have some time to think, Jeb
I stepped away from Jamie, dropping his handsA hand fell on my shoulder, and I cringed?It's not a good idea for you to be wandering around by yourself
I leaned toward him and tried to pitch my voice so low that Jamie wouldn't hear me fendi spy bags clea

?Worse, it?s ridiculous strategyIf you?re right, I can surround the armory with a thousand
troops!?
?Which is exactly what he?d want?what I?d want, if I were CarlosDon?t you see? He could get
away in the confusion, in the sheer numbers?that?s not a problem for either of us, we?ve both done
it too many times beforeCrowds and anxiety are our protection?they?re child?s playA knife in a
uniform, the uniform ours; toss a grenade into the troops, and after the explosion we?re one of the
staggering victims?that?s amateur night for paid killersBelieve me, I know?I became one in
spite of myself
?So what do you think you can do by yourself, Batman?? asked Conklin, furiously massaging
his useless leg
?Stalk the killer who wants to kill me?and I?ll take him
?You?re a fucking megalomaniac!?
?You?re absolutely rightIt?s the only way to be in the killing gameIt?s the only edge you?ve
got
?Insanity!? yelled Krupkin
?So allow me; I?m entitled to a little crazinessIf I thought the entire Russian army would ensure
my survival, I?d scream for itBut it wouldn?t?it couldn?tThere?s only this wayStop the car
and let me choose the weapons
Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
400
39
The dark green KGB sedan rounded the final curve in the sloping road cut out of the countryside
The descent had been gradualThe ground below was flat and summer-green with fields of wild
grass bordering the approach to the massive brown chloe dior building that was the Kubinka ArmoryIt
seemed to rise out of the earth, a huge boxlike intrusion on the pastoral scene, an ugly man-made
interruption of heavy brown wood and miserly windows reaching three stories high and covering
two acres of landLike the structure itself, the front entrance was large, square and unadorned
except for the dull bas-relief profiles above the door of three Soviet soldiers rushing into the deadly
winds of battle, their rifles at port arms, about to blow one another?s heads off
Armed with an authentic Russian AK-47 and five standard thirty-round magazine clips, Bourne
jumped out the far side of the silent coasting government car, using the bulk of the rolling vehicle
to conceal himself in the grass directly across the road from the entranceThe armory?s huge dirt
parking area was to the right of the long building; a single row of unkempt shrubbery fronted the
entrance lawn, in the center of which stood a tall white pole, the Soviet flag hanging limp in the
breezeless morning airJason ran across the road, his body low, and crouched by the hedgerow; he
had only moments to peer through the bushes and ascertain the existence or nonexistence of the
armory?s security proceduresAt best, they appeared lax to the point of being informal, if not
irrelevantThere was a glass window in the right wall of the entrance similar to that of a theater?s
box office; behind it sat a uniformed replica chanel jewelry guard reading a magazine, and alongside him, less visible but
seen clearly enough, was another, his head on the counter, asleepTwo other soldiers emerged from
the immense armory door?double doors?both casual, unconcerned, as one glanced at his watch
and the other lighted a cigarette
So much for Kubinka?s security; no sudden assault was anticipated nor had one taken place, at
least none that had set off alarms reaching the front patrols, usually the first to be alertedIt was
eerie, unnatural, beyond the unexpectedThe Jackal was inside this military installation, yet there
was no sign that he had penetrated it, no indication that somewhere within the complex he was
controlling a minimum of five personnel?a man impersonating him, three other men and a
woman
The parking area itself? He had not understood the exchanges between Alex, Krupkin and the
voice over the radio, but now it was clear to him that when they had spoken of people coming
outside and running to the stolen car, they were not referring to the front entrance! There had to be
an exit on the parking area! Christ, he had only seconds before the driver of the Komitet car started
up the engine and roared into the huge dirt lot, circling it and racing out, both actions announcing
the government vehicle?s arrival and swift, calamitous departureIf Carlos was going to make his
break, it would be then! After waiting for the standard radio backup, omega de ville men's watches every moment of distance he
put between himself and the armory would make it more difficult to pick up his trailAnd he, the
efficient killing machine from Medusa, was in the wrong place! Further, the sight of a civilian
running across a lawn or down a road carrying an automatic weapon within a military compound
was to invite disasterIt was a small, stupid omission! Three or four additional words translated and
a less arrogant, more probing listener would have avoided the errorIt was always the little things,
the seemingly insignificant that crippled gray to black operationsGoddamn it!
Five hundred feet away the KGB sedan suddenly thundered as it swerved into the dirt parking
area raising clouds of dry dust while crushing and spitting out pieces of rock from its spinning tires
Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
401
There was no time to think, time only to actBourne held the AK-47 against his right leg,
concealing it as much as possible as he rose to his feet, his left hand skimming the top of the low
hedgerow?a gardener, perhaps, surveying an anticipated assignment, or an indolent stroller
aimlessly touching the roadside shrubbery, nothing remotely threatening, just a sign of the
commonplace; to the casual observer, he might have been walking down that road for several
minutes without being noticed
He glanced over at the armory?s entranceThe two soldiers were laughing quietly, the one
without a gucci bangle watch cigarette again looking at his watchThen the object of their minor conspiracy came out
of the left front door, an attractive dark-haired girl, barely in her twentiesShe humorously clapped
both her hands over her ears, made a grotesque face and walked rapidly to the time-conscious man
in uniform, kissing him on the lipsThe threesome linked arms, the woman in the center, and
started to their right, away from the entrance
A crash! Metal colliding with metal, glass shattering glass, the loud harsh sound coming from
the distant parking areaSomething had happened to the Komitet car with Alex and Krupkin; the
young driver from the assault squad had either smashed or skidded into another vehicle in the dry
dirt of the lotUsing the sound as an excuse, Jason started down the road, the image of Conklin
coming instantly to his mind, producing a limp in his own rapid strides the better to keep his
weapon in minimum viewHe turned his head, expecting to see the two soldiers and the woman
running down the armory path toward the accident, only to realize that the three of them were
running the other way, removing themselves from any involvementObviously, precious breaks in
a military schedule were jealously protected
Bourne abandoned the limp, crashed through the hedgerow and raced to the concrete path that
stretched to the corner of the huge building, gathering speed and breathing heavily with silver chanel increasing
frequency