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Wednesday, June 30th, 2010

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    1:24a
    “What?” “Alex wants you to call him “Where’s a...
    “What?”
    “Alex wants you to call him
    “Where’s a phone?”
    “Not nowTwo o’clock, Washington time; you have well over an hourHe won’t be back before
    then
    “Did he say what it was?”
    “I think he’s trying to find out
    The room at the Pont-Royal on the rue Montalembert was small and in a secluded corner of the
    hotel, reached by taking the slow, noisy brass elevator to the top floor and walking down two
    narrow intersecting hallways, all of which was satisfactory to BourneIt reminded him of a
    mountain cave, remote and secure
    To chew up the minutes before calling Alex, he walked along the nearby boulevard Saint-
    Germain, making necessary purchasesVarious toiletries joined several articles of clothing; casual
    denims called for summer shirts and a lightweight safari jacket; dark socks required tennis shoes, to
    be scuffed and gucci twirl watch soiledWhatever he could supply himself now would save time laterFortunately,
    there was no need to press old Bernardine for a weaponDuring the drive into Paris from Orly, the
    Frenchman had opened the glove compartment of his car in silence, withdrawn a taped brown box
    and handed it to JasonInside was an automatic with two boxes of shellsUnderneath, neatly
    layered, were thirty thousand francs, in varying denominations, roughly five thousand dollars,
    American
    “Tomorrow I will arrange a method for you to obtain funds whenever necessaryWithin limits,
    of course
    “No limits,” Bourne had contradicted“I’ll have Conklin wire you a hundred thousand, and then
    another hundred after that, if it’s necessaryYou just tell him where
    “Of contingency funds?”
    “No
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    191
    With both his hands holding chloe black chloe black the looped strings of shopping bags, he headed back to
    Montalembert and the hotelIn a few minutes it would be two in the afternoon in Washington, eight
    at night in ParisAs he walked rapidly down the street he tried not to think about Alex’s news—an
    impossible demand on himselfIf anything had happened to Marie and the children, he’d go out of
    his mind! Yet what could have happened? They were back on Tranquility by now, and there was no
    safer place for themThere was not! He was sure of thatAs he entered the old elevator and
    lowered the bags in his right hand so as to push the number of his floor and remove the hotel key
    from his pocket, there was a stinging sensation in his neck; he gasped—he had moved too fast,
    stretched the gut of a suture perhapsHe felt no warm trickle of blood; it was merely a warning this
    timeHe costume jewelry chanel rushed down the two narrow corridors to his room, unlocked the door, threw the shopping
    bags on the bed, and rapidly took the three necessary steps to the desk and the telephoneConklin
    was true to his word; the phone in Vienna, Virginia, was picked up on the first ringWhat happened? Marie ?”
    “No,” interrupted Conklin curtly“I spoke to her around noonShe and the kids are back at the
    inn and she’s ready to kill meShe doesn’t believe a word I told her and I’m going to erase the tape
    I haven’t heard that kind of language since the Mekong Delta
    “She’s upset—”
    “So am I,” broke in Alex, not bothering to make light of Bourne’s understatement
    “What?”
    “You heard mePanov’s gone, vanished
    “My God, how? He was guarded every minute!”
    “We’re trying to piece it together; that’s where I was, over at the chanel jumbo bag hospital
    “Hospital?”
    “Walter ReedHe was in a psych session with a military this morning, and when it was over he
    never came out to his detailThey waited twenty minutes or so, then went in to find him and his
    escort because he was on a tight scheduleThey were told he left
    “That’s crazy!”
    “It gets crazier and scarierThe head floor nurse said an army doctor, a surgeon, came to the
    desk, showed his ID, and instructed her to tell DrPanov that there was a change of routing for him,
    that he was to use the east-wing exit because of an expected protest march at the main entrance
    The east wing has a different hallway to the psych area than the one to the main lobby, yet the army
    surgeon used the main doors
    “Come again?”
    “He walked right past our escort in the hallway
    “And obviously out the same way and around to the east-wing hallNothing on-scene chanel white purses unusu
    1:47a
    She got to her feet and went into the kitchenShe...
    She
    got to her feet and went into the kitchenShe looked with disbelief
    at the mass of men and women that filled the roomThey were eating
    and drinking and talking as if nothing unusual was happening at all
    The air was thick with smoke from the men's clay pipes in spite of the
    open door and windowsScarlett approached the group around Father
    Danaher"Yes, he woke to call people by name and to make his end
    with
    a clean soulAh, it was a grand confession he made, I've never heard
    a betterA fine man Daniel O'Hara wasWe'll not see his like again
    in our lifetimes"And do you not remember, Jim,
    the
    time Daniel and his brother Patrick, God rest his soul, took the
    Englishman's prize pig and carried it down into the peat old omega watches bog to
    farrow?
    Twelve little ones and all of them squealing, and the sow as fierce as
    any wild boar? The land agent was shaking and the Englishman
    cursing
    and all the rest of the world laughing at the show Jim O 'Gorman
    laughed, swatted the tale teller's shoulder with his big blacksmith's
    hand"I do not remember, Ted O'Hara, no more do you, and that's
    the
    truth of itWe were neither of us born when the adventure of the sow
    had its happening, and well you know itYou heard it from your father
    same as I heard it from"
    "But wouldn't it be a fine thing to have seen,
    Jim? Your cousin Daniel was a grand man, and that's the truth of
    it
    Yes, he was, thought ScarlettShe moved around, listening to a score
    of stories of black and white chanel Daniel's life"And tell us, if
    you will, Katie Scarlett, about your uncle refusing the farm with the
    hundred cattle you gave him"This was the
    way
    of it," she beganA dozen eager listeners leaned toward herNow
    what am I going to say? "I I said to him, 'llncle Daniel' I
    said, 'I want to give you a present" Might as well make it good"I
    said, 'I've got a farm with a quick stream
    and a bog of its own and a hundred bullocks and fifty milk cows and
    three hundred geese and twenty-five pigs and "
    The audience sighed at the grandeurScarlett felt inspiration on her
    tongue"'llncle Daniel,' I said, 'this is all for you, and a bag of
    gold besides But his voice thundered at me till I quaked'I'll not
    touch it, Katie Scarlett O pink vuitton bag 'Hara" Colum grabbed her arm and pulled
    her outside the house, through the crowd, behind the barnThen he
    let
    himself laugh"You're always surprising me, Scarlett darlingYou've
    just made Daniel into a giant-but whether it's a giant fool or a giant
    too noble to take advantage of a fool woman, I don't know Scarlett
    laughed with him"I was just getting the hang of it, Colum, you
    should have let me stay Suddenly she put her hand over her mouth
    How could she be laughing at Uncle Daniel's wake? Colum took her
    wrist, lowered her hand"It's all right," he said, "a wake's supposed
    to celebrate a man's life and the importance of him to all who come
    Laughter's part of it, as much as lamentation Daniel O'Hara was
    buried on new chanel bags ThursdayThe funeral was almost as big as Old Katie
    Scarlett's had beenScarlett led the procession to the grave his sons
    had dug in the ancient walled graveyard at Ballyhara that she and
    Colum
    had found and cleaned upScarlett filled a leather pouch with soil
    from Daniel's graveWhen she spread it on her father's grave, it
    would be almost as if he was buried near his brother
    When the funeral was over, the family went to the Big House for
    refreshmentsScarlett's cook was delighted to have an occasion to
    show offLong trestle tables stretched the length of the unused
    drawing room and libraryThey were covered with hams, geese,
    chickens, beef, mountains of breads and cakes, gallons of porter, bar
    reached height to speak 2.55 chanel quie

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