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Monday, January 3rd, 2011

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    2:54a
    @@@@@ From the sounds penetrating the window,
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    From the sounds penetrating the window, specifically the rapid, high-pitched speech of an
    announcer, the general’s aide was engrossed in a baseball gameJason scanned the room as best he
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
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    could; it was typically rustic, a profusion of browns and reds, from dark furniture to checkered
    curtains, comfortable and masculine, a man’s cabin in the countryHowever, there were no
    weapons in sight, not even the accepted antique rifle over the fireplace, and no general-issue 5
    automatic either on the sergeant’s person or on the table beside the chairThe aide had no concerns
    for his immediate safety and why should he? The estate of General Norman Swayne was totally
    secure—fence, gates, patrols and disciplined roving attack dogs at all points of entryBourne stared
    through the glass at the strong jowled face of the master sergeantWhat secrets did that large head
    hold? He would find outMedusa’s Delta One would find out if he had to carve that skull apart
    Jason pushed himself away from the window and walked around the cabin to the front doorHe
    knocked twice with the knuckles of his left hand; in his right was the untraceable automatic
    supplied by Alexander Conklin, the crown prince of dark operations
    “It’s open, Rachel!” yelled the rasping voice from within
    Bourne twisted the knob and shoved the door back; it swung slowly on its hinges and made
    contact with the wall
    “Jesus Christ!” roared the master sergeant, his heavy legs plunging off the ottoman as he
    wriggled his massive body out of the chairYou’re a goddamned ghost! You’re dead!”
    “Try again,” said Delta of Medusa“The name’s Flannagan, isn’t it? That’s what comes to
    mind
    “You’re dead!” repeated the general’s aide, screaming, his eyes bulging in panic“You bought it
    in Hong Kong! You were killed in Hong Kong four, five years ago!”
    “You kept tabs—”
    “We know I know!”
    “You’ve got connections in the right places, then
    “You’re Bourne!”
    “Obviously born again, you might say
    “I don’t believe this!”
    “Believe, FlannaganIt’s the ‘we’ we’re going to talk aboutSnake Lady, to be precise
    “You’re the one—the one Swayne called ‘Cobra’!”
    “It’s a snake
    “I don’t get it—”
    “It’s confu

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