Bourne 01 - The Bourne Identity by Robert Ludlum

Author:Robert Ludlum
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2012-01-23T14:09:50+00:00

'Would you explain that?'

'You remain silent,' broke in the general, watching Conklin, 'until your enemy can't stand it any longer and exposes himself.'

'And we've become the enemy? His enemy?'

There's no question about it now,' said the naval officer. 'For whatever reasons, Delta's turned. It's happened before thank heaven, not very often. We know what to do.'

The senator once more leaned forward on the couch. 'What will you do?'

'His photograph has never been circulated,' explained Craw-ford. 'We'll circulate it now. To every station and listening post, every source and informant we have. He has to go somewhere, and he'll start with a place he knows, if only to buy another identity. He'll spend money; he'll be found. When he is, the orders will be clear.'

'You'll bring him in at once?'

'We'll kill him,' said Conklin simply. 'You don't bring in a man like Delta, and you don't take the risk that another government will. Not with what he knows.'

'I can't tell the President that! There are laws.'

'Not for Delta,' said the agent 'He's beyond the law. He's beyond salvage.'

'Beyond...'

That's right, Senator,' interrupted the general. 'Beyond salvage. I think you know the meaning of the phrase. You'll have to make the decision whether or not to define it for the President. It might be better to ...'

'You've got to explore everything' said the senator, cutting off the officer. 'I spoke to Abbott last week. He told me a strategy was in progress to reach Delta. Zurich, the bank, the naming of Treadstone; it's all part of it, isn't it?'

'It is, and it's over,' said Crawford. 'If the evidence on Seventy-first Street isn't enough for you, that should be. Delta was given a clear signal to come in. He didn't What more do you want?'

'I want to be absolutely certain!

'I want him dead.' Conklin's words, though spoken softly, had the effect of a sudden, cold wind. 'He not only broke all the rules we each set down for ourselves - no matter what but he sunk into the pits. He reeks; he is Cain. We've used the name Delta so much - not even Bourne, but Delta - that I think we've forgotten. Gordon Webb was his brother. Find him. Kill him.'

---------------------------------------------------------------------- Book 3

23

It was ten minutes to three in the morning when Bourne approached the Auberge du Coin's front desk, Marie continuing directly to the entrance. To Jason's relief, there were no newspapers on the counter, but the night clerk behind it was from the same mould as his predecessor in the centre of Paris. He was a balding, heavy-set man with half-closed eyes, leaning back in a chair, his arms folded in front of him, the weary depression of his interminable night hanging over him. But this night, thought Bourne, would be one he'd remember for a long time to come - quite apart from the damage to an upstairs room, which would not be discovered until morning. A night clerk in Montrouge must have his own transportation.

'I've just called Rouen,' said

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