What could he
do? He looked around in the near-total darkness feeling the panic of indecision, his anxiety growing
as his eyes swept the areaThen, again, the obvious struck him
The large expanse of close-cropped manicured lawn, the precisely cut shrubbery, the swept
circular drive?neatness was the order of the general?s turfJason could almost hear Swayne
commanding his groundskeepers to ?police the area!?
Bourne glanced over at the cart by the Doberman; the driver was playfully pushing the dog
away, about to close the shielded panelOnly seconds now! What? How?
He saw the outlines of a tree limb on the ground; a rotted branch had fallen from the pine above
himHe crossed quickly to it and crouched, yanking it out of the dirt and debris and dragged it
toward the paved asphaltTo lay it across the drive might appear too obvious a trap, but partially
on the road?an intrusion on the pervasive neatness?would be offensive to the eye, the task of
removing it better done now than later in j12 chanel diamond watch the event the general drove out and saw it upon his return
The men in Swayne?s compound were either soldiers or ex-soldiers still under military authority;
they would try to avoid reprimands, especially over the inconsequentialThe odds were on Jason?s
sideHe gripped the base of the limb, swung it around and pushed it roughly five feet into the drive
He heard the panel of the cart slam shut; the vehicle rolled forward, gathering speed as Bourne
raced back into the darkness of the pine tree
The driver steered the vehicle around the dirt curve into the driveAs rapidly as he had
accelerated, he slowed down, his single headlight beam picking up the new obstruction protruding
on the roadHe approached it cautiously, at minimum speed, as if he were unsure of what it was;
then he realized what it was and rushed forwardWithout hesitation, he opened his side door, the
tall Plexiglas shield swinging forward as he stepped out on the drive and walked around the front of
the cart
?Big Rex, you?re one prada china bad dog, buddy,? said the driver in a half-loud, very Southern voice
?What?d you drag out of there, you dumb bastard? The brass-plated asshole would shave your coat
for messing up his eestate! Rex? Rex, you come here, you fuckin? hound!? The man grabbed the
limb and pulled it off the road under the pine tree into the shadows?Rex, you hear me! You
humpin? knotholes, you horny stud??
?Stay completely still and put your arms out in front of you,? said Jason Bourne, walking into
view
?Holy shit! Who are you??
?Someone who doesn?t give a damn whether you live or die,? replied the intruder calmly
?You got a gun! I can see it!?
?So do youYours is in your holsterMine?s in my hand and it?s pointed at your head
?The dog! Where the hell?s the dawg??
?Indisposed
?What??
?He looks like a good dogHe could be anything a trainer wanted him to beYou don?t blame
the animal, you blame the human who taught it
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?What are you talkin? about??
?I guess the old omega watches bottom line is that I?d rather kill the man than the animal, do I make myself clear??
?Nothin?s clear! I jest know this man don?t want to get killed
?Then let?s talk, shall we??
?I got words, but only one life, mister
?Lower your right arm and take out your gun?by the fingers, mister The guard did so, holding
the weapon by his thumb and forefinger?Lob it toward me, please
?What the hell?s this all about?? cried the guard, pleadingI was sent here to get it
?I?ll give you what I got if you let me get out of hereI don?t want nothin? more to do with this
place! I figured it was comin? someday, I told Barbie Jo, you ask her! I told her someday people?d
be comin? around asking questionsBut not this way, not your way! Not with guns aimed at our
heads
?I assume Barbie Jo is your wife
?Then let?s start with why ?people? would come out here asking questionsMy superiors want to
knowDon?t worry, you won?t be involved, nobody?s interested in youYou?re just a security
guard
?That?s all I am, balenciaga blue mister!? interrupted the frightened man?Then why did you tell Barbie Jo what
you did? That people would someday come out here asking questions
?Hell, I?m not sureJest so many crazy things, y?know??
?No, I don?t knowLike what??
?Well, like the brass-plated screamer, the generalHe?s a big wheel, right? He?s got Pentagon
cars and drivers and even helicopters whenever he wants ?em, right? He owns this place, right??
?So??
?So that big mick of a sergeant?a lousy master sergeant?orders him around like he wasn?t
toilet-trained, y?know what I mean? And that big-titty wife of his he?s got a thing goin? with the
hulk and she don?t give a damn who knows itIt?s all crazy, y?see what I mean??
?I see a domestic mess, but I?m not sure it?s anybody?s businessWhy would people come out
here and ask questions??
?Why are you out here, man? You figured there was a meetin? tonight, didn?t you??
?A meeting??
?Them fancy limousines with the chauffeurs and the big shots, right? Well, you picked the
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The image of the young
woman emerging from the front entrance returned; she had playfully clapped her hands over her
ears and grimaced, and Jason had not understoodShe had come from the armory?s
inner staging area, where the decibel level of the music was overpoweringAn event was taking
place at the Kubinka, a decently attended affair, which accounted for the profusion of automobiles,
small vans and buses in the vast parking area?profusion at any rate in the Soviet Union, where
such vehicles were not in oversupplyAltogether there were perhaps twenty conveyances in the dirt
lot, parked in a semicircleThe activity inside was both the Jackal?s diversion and his protection; he
knew how to orchestrate both to his advantage
Why didn?t Carlos come out? Why hadn?t he come out? What was he waiting for? The
circumstances were optimal; they couldn?t be betterHad his wounds slowed him to the point that
he had lost the advantages he had created? It was possible, but not likelyThe assassin had gotten
this far, and if escape was in the offing, it was in him to go further, much furtherThen why?
Irreversible logic, a killer?s survival logic demanded that after taking out the backup the Jackal had
to race away as fast as humanly possibleIt was his only chance! Then why was he still inside?
Why hadn?t his escape car fled from vintage omega watches the area, speeding him to freedom?
His back once again pressed against the wall, Jason sidestepped to his left, closely observing
everything he could seeLike most armories the world over, Kubinka had no windows on the first
floor, at least not for the first fifteen feet from the ground; he presumed it was because the
occasional wildly galloping horses and glass did not go togetherHe could see a window frame on
what appeared to be the second floor but close enough to the slain driver to afford maximum
accuracy for a silenced high-powered weapon: Another frame on ground level had a knob
protruding; it was the rear exit no one had bothered to mentionThe little things, the insignificant
things! Goddamn!
The muted music inside swelled again, but now the swelling was different, the drums louder, the
trumpets more sustained, more piercingIt was the unmistakable ending of a symphonic march,
martial music at its most intenseThat was it! The end of the event inside was at hand and the
Jackal would use the emerging crowds to cover his escapeHe would mingle, and when panic
spread through the parking area with the sight of the dead man and the shot-up sedan, he would
disappear?with whom and with what vehicle would take hours to determine
Bourne had to get inside; he had to stop him, take him! Krupkin had worried about the chanel devil wears prada necklace lives of
?several dozen men and women??he had no idea that in reality there were several hundred! Carlos
would use whatever firepower he had stolen, including grenades, to create mass hysteria so that he
could escapeLives meant nothing; if further killing was required to save his own, nothing
Abandoning caution, Delta raced to the door, gripping his AK-47 laterally in his arm, the safety
unlatched, his index finger on the triggerHe grabbed the knob and twisted it?it would not turn
He fired his weapon into the plated metal around the lock, then a second fusillade into the opposing
frame, and as he reached for the smoking knob, his personal world went mad!
Out of the line of vehicles a heavy truck suddenly shot forward, coming straight toward him,
wildly accelerating as it approachedSimultaneously, successive bursts of automatic gunfire
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erupted, the bullets thumping into the wood to his rightHe lunged to his left, rolling on the ground,
the dust and dirt filling his eyes as he kept rolling, his body a tube spinning away
And then it happened! The massive explosion tore apart the door, blowing away a large section
of the wall above, and through the black smoke and settling debris, he could see a figure lurching
awkwardly toward the semicircle of vehiclesHis killer was coco chanel earrings getting away after all, But he was
alive! And the reason for it was obvious?the Jackal had made a mistakeNot in the trap, that was
extraordinary; Carlos knew his enemy was with Krupkin and the KGB and so he had gone outside
and waited for himInstead, his error was in the placement of the explosivesHe had wired the
bomb or bombs to the top of the truck?s engine, not underneathExplosive compounds seek release
through the least resistant barriers; the relatively thin hood of a vehicle is far less solid than the iron
beneath itThe bomb actually blew up, it did not blow out on ground level, sending death-inducing
metal fragments along the surface
No time! Bourne struggled to his feet and staggered to the Komitet sedan, a horrible fear coming
into focusHe looked through the shattered windows, his eyes suddenly drawn to the front seat as a
heavily fleshed hand was raisedHe yanked the door open and saw Krupkin, his large body
squeezed below the seat under the dashboard, his right shoulder half torn away, bleeding flesh
apparent through the fabric of his jacket
?We are hurt,? said the KGB officer weakly but calmly?Aleksei somewhat more seriously than
I am, so attend to him first, if you please
?The crowd?s coming out of the armory??
?Here!? interrupted Krupkin, painfully reaching into his pocket and pulling out his black chanel handbag plastic
identification case?Get to the idiot in charge and bring him to meFor
Aleksei, you damn foolHurry!?
The two wounded men lay alongside each other on examining tables in the armory?s infirmary
as Bourne stood across the room, leaning against the wall, watching but not understanding what
was being saidThree doctors had been dispatched by helicopter from the roof of the People?s
Hospital on the Serova Prospekt?two surgeons and an anesthesiologist, the last, however, proving
unnecessarySevere invasive procedures were not called for; local anesthetics were sufficient for
the cleansing and suturing, followed by generous injections of antibioticsThe foreign objects had
passed through their bodies, explained the chief doctor
?I presume you mean bullets when you speak so reverently of ?foreign objects,? ? said Krupkin
in high dudgeon
?He means bullets,? confirmed Alex hoarsely in RussianThe retired CIA station chief was
unable to move his head because of his bandaged throatWide adhesive straps extended down
across his collarbone and upper right shoulder
?Thank you,? said the surgeon?You were both fortunate, especially you, our American patient
for whom we must compile confidential medical recordsIncidentally, give our people the name
and address of your physician in the United StatesYou?ll need attention for some weeks chanel black wallet ah

Where is our regular nurse? What have
you done with her??
Up ahead, the two commandos were side by side, crouching below the wallThey turned and
looked at Jason, their expressions in the eerie wash of colored lights telling him what he knew only
too wellFrom that moment on, all decisions were his; they had led him, escorted him, to his
enemyThe rest was up to him
The unexpected rarely disturbed Bourne; it did nowHad Fontaine made a mistake? Had the old
man forgotten about the inn?s guard and erroneously presumed he was the Jackal?s contact? In his
aged eyes had an understandably surprised reaction on the guard?s part been misinterpreted as an
approach? Anything was possible, but considering the Frenchman?s background?the life of a
survivor?and the state of his alert mind, such a mistake was not realistic
Then the possibility of another reality came into focus and it was sickeningHad the guard been
killed or bribed, replaced by another? Carlos was a master of the turn-aroundIt was said he had
fulfilled a contract on the assassination of Anwar Sadat chanel handbags on sale without firing a weapon, by merely
replacing the Egyptian president?s security detail with inexperienced recruits?money dispersed in
Cairo returned a hundredfold by the anti-Israel brotherhoods in the Middle EastIf it were true, the
exercise on Tranquility Isle was child?s play
Jason rose to his feet, gripped the top of the coastal wall, and slowly, painfully, his neck causing
agony, pulled himself up over the ledge, again slowly, inch by inch, sending one arm after the other
across the surface to grab the opposing edge for supportWhat he saw stunned him!
Fontaine was immobile, his mouth gaped in shock, his wide eyes disbelieving, as another old
man in a tan gabardine suit approached him and threw his arms around the aged hero of France
Fontaine pushed the man away in panic and bewildermentThe words erupted out of the radio in
Bourne?s pocket?Claude! Quelle secousse! Vous ?tes ici!?
The ancient friend replied in a tremulous voice, speaking French?It is a privilege our
monseigneur permitted meTo see for a final time my sister, and to give comfort to my friend, knock off chanel her
husbandI am here and I am with you!?
?With me? He brought you here? But, of course, he did!?
?I am to take you to himThe great man wishes to speak with you
?Do you know what you?re doing?what you?ve done??
?I am with you, with herWhat else matters??
?She?s dead! She took her own life last night! He intended to kill us both
Shut off your radio! screamed Bourne in the silence of his thoughtsKill the radio! It was too
lateThe left door of the chapel opened and the silhouetted figure of a man walked out into the
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floodlit corridor of colored lightsHe was young, muscular and blond, with blunt features and rigid
postureWas the Jackal training someone else to take his place?
?Come with me, please,? said the blond man, his French gentle but icily commanding?You,?
he added, addressing the old man in the tan gabardine suitAt the slightest
sound, fire your gun
Jason watched helplessly as Fontaine was escorted through the door of the chapelFrom the
pocket of his jacket there was an eruption of static followed by a paolo gucci women's watches snap; the Frenchman?s radio had
been found and destroyedYet something was wrong, off center, out of balance?or perhaps too
symmetricalIt made no sense for Carlos to use the location of a failed trap a second time, no sense
at all! The appearance of the brother of Fontaine?s wife was an exceptional move, worthy of the
Jackal, a truly unexpected move within the swirling winds of confusion, but not this, not again
Tranquility Inn?s superfluous chapelIt was too orderly, too repetitive, too obvious
And therefore right? considered BourneWas it the illogical logic of the assassin who had
eluded a hundred special branches of the international intelligence community for nearly thirty
years? ?He wouldn?t do that?it?s crazy!? ?Oh, yes, he might because he knows we think it?s
crazy Was the Jackal in the chapel or wasn?t he? If not, where was he? Where had he set his trap?
The lethal chess game was not only supremely intricate, it was sublimely intimateOthers might
die, but only one of them would liveIt was the only way it could endDeath to the seller of death
or omega quartz death to the challenger, one seeking the preservation of a legend, the other seeking the
preservation of his family and himselfCarlos had the advantage; ultimately he would risk
everything, for, as Fontaine revealed, he was a dying man and he did not careBourne had
everything to live for, a middle-aged hunter whose life was indelibly marked, split in two by the
death of a vaguely remembered wife and children long ago in far-off CambodiaIt could not, would
not, happen again!
Jason slid down off the coastal wall to the slanting precipice at its baseHe crawled forward to
the two former commandos and whispered, ?They?ve taken Fontaine inside
?Where is the guard?? asked the man nearest Bourne, confusion and anger in his whisper?I
myself placed him here with specific instructionsNo one was permitted insideHe was to be on the
radio the instant he saw anyone!?
?Then I?m afraid he didn?t see him
?Who??
?A blond man who speaks French
Both commandos whipped their heads toward each other, exchanging glances as the second
guard instantly looked at Jason and spoke dior saddle bag quie

?No,? I murmured to myself?No one would force the parents if they wanted the childAnd
justlook at them
The father had his arms around both the mother and the child nowHe looked down at his host
body's biological son with staggering tenderness in his eyes
?Aside from ourselves, this is the first planet we've discovered with live birthsYours certainly
isn't the easiest or most prolific systemI wonder if that's the difference? or if it's the
helplessness of your youngEverywhere else, reproduction is through some form of eggs or
seedsMany parents never even meet their youngI wonder?? I trailed off, my thoughts full of
speculation
The mother lifted her face to her partner, and he kissed her lipsThe balenciaga twiggy human child crowed with
delightPerhaps, someday, some of my kind and some of yours will live in peaceWouldn't that
be? strange??
Neither man could tear his eyes from the miracle in front of them
The family was leavingThe mother dusted the sand off her jeans while the father took the boy
Then, holding hands that they swung between them, the souls strolled toward the apartments
with their human child
Ian swallowed loudly
We didn't speak for the rest of the evening, all of us made thoughtful by what we'd seenWe
went to sleep early, so we could rise early and get back to work
I slept alone, in the bed farthest from the doorThis made me uncomfortableThe two big men
did not fit easily on the other chanel purses bags bed; Ian tended to sprawl when he was deeply asleep, and Jared
was not above throwing punches when that happenedBoth of them would be more
comfortable if I sharedI slept in a small ball now; maybe it was the too-open spaces I moved in
all day that had me constricting in on myself at night, or maybe I was just so used to curling up
to sleep in the tiny space behind the passenger seat on the van's floor that I'd forgotten how to
sleep straight
But I knew why no one asked me to shareThe first night the men had unhappily realized the
necessity of a hotel shower for me, I'd heard Ian and Jared talking about me over the whir of the
bathroom fannot fair to ask her to choose,? Ian was sayingHe kept his prada clutch voice low, but the fan was not
loud enough to drown it outThe hotel room was very small
?Why not? It's fairer totell her where she's going to sleep? Don't you think it's more polite ??
?For someone elseBut Wanda will agonize over thisShe'll be trying so hard to please us both,
she'll make herself miserable
?Jealous again??
?Not this timeI just know how she thinks
There was a silenceHedid know how I thoughtHe'd probably already foreseen
that given the slightest hint that Jared would prefer it, I would choose to sleep beside Jared, and
then keep myself awake worrying that I'd made Jared unhappy by being there and that I'd hurt
Ian's feelings in the bargain
?Fine,? Jared snapped?But if you try gucci horsebit hobo cuddling up to me tonight? so help me, O'Shea?Not to sound overly arrogant, but to be perfectly honest, Jared, were I so
inclined, I think I could do better
Despite feeling a little guilty about wasting so much needed space, I probably did sleep better
alone
We didn't have to go to a hotel againThe days started to pass more quickly, as if even the
seconds were trying to run homeI could feel a strange western pull on my bodyWe were all
eager to get back to our dark, crowded haven
Even Jared got careless
It was late, no sunlight left lingering behind the western mountainsBehind us, Ian and Kyle
were taking turns driving the big moving truck loaded with our spoils, just as Jared and I took
turns with paddington chloe handbag the

Deeply sedated,
she breathed slowly in and outHer sun-browned skin had barely a mark to show for her?
accident
?Begin thaw sequence now, please, Darren
The gray-haired assistant was already waiting beside the cryotank, his hand resting on the dial
He flipped the safety back and spun down on the dialThe red light atop the small gray cylinder
began to pulse, flashing faster as the seconds passed, changing color
Fords concentrated on the unconscious body; he edged the scalpel through the skin at the base
of the subject's skull with small, precise movements, and then sprayed on the medication that
stilled the excess flow of blood before he widened the fissureFords delved delicately beneath
the neck muscles, careful not to injure them, exposing the pale bones at the top of the spinal
column
?The soul is ready, omega planet ocean watches Fords,? Darren informed him
Fords felt Darren at his elbow and knew without looking that his assistant would be prepared,
his hand stretched out and waiting; they had worked together for many years nowFords held
the gap open
?Send her home,? he whispered
Darren's hand moved into view, the silver gleam of an awaking soul in his cupped palm
Fords never saw an exposed soul without being struck by the beauty of it
The soul shone in the brilliant lights of the operating room, brighter than the reflective silver
instrument in his handLike a living ribbon, she twisted and rippled, stretching, happy to be free
of the cryotankHer thin, feathery attachments, nearly a thousand of them, billowed softly like
pale silver hairThough they were all lovely, this one seemed particularly graceful to Fords Deep
Waters
He was not omega geneve alone in his reactionHe heard Darren's soft sigh, heard the admiring murmurs of
the students
Gently, Darren placed the small glistening creature inside the opening Fords had made in the
human's neckThe soul slid smoothly into the offered space, weaving herself into the alien
anatomyFords admired the skill with which she possessed her new homeHer attachments
wound tightly into place around the nerve centers, some elongating and reaching deeper to
where he couldn't see, under and up into the brain, the optic nerves, the ear canalsShe was very
quick, very firm in her movementsSoon, only one small segment of her glistening body was
visible
?Well done,? he whispered to her, knowing that she could not hear himThe human girl was
the one with ears, and she still slept soundly
It was a routine matter to finish the chanel logo earrings jobHe cleaned and healed the wound, applied the salve
that sealed the incision closed behind the soul, and then brushed the scar-softening powder
across the line left on her neck
?Perfect, as usual,? said the assistant, who, for some reason unfathomable to Fords, had never
made a change from his human host's name, Darren?I regret this day's work
?You're only doing your duty as a Healer
?This is the rare occasion when Healing creates an injury
Darren began to clean up the workstationHe didn't seem to know how to answerFords was
filling his CallingThat was enough for Darren
But not enough for Fords Deep Waters, who was a true Healer to the core of his beingHe
gazed anxiously at the human female's body, peaceful in slumber, knowing that this peace
would be shattered as soon as she awokeAll the horror of this black chanel handbags young woman's end would be
borne by the innocent soul he'd just placed inside her
As he leaned over the human and whispered in her ear, Fords wished fervently that the soul
inside could hear him now
?Good luck, little wanderer, good luckHow I wish you didn't need it
CHAPTER 1
Remembered
Iknew it would begin with the end, and the end would look like death to these eyes
The language I found myself using was odd, but it made senseChoppy, boxy, blind, and linear
Impossibly crippled in comparison to many I'd used, yet still it managed to find fluidity and
expression
With the truest instinct of my kind, I'd bound myself securely into the body's center of thought,
twined myself inescapably into its every breath and reflex until it was no longer a separate
entity
I felt the sedation wearing off and lucidity taking its gucci black bag pl