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@@@@@ ?What?? ?Listen to me Bernardine stared at the ringing telephone, briefly debating with himself whether or not to pick it upThere was no question; he had to?Yes?? ?Jason? It?s you, isn?t it? Perhaps I have the wrong room ?Alex? This is you?? ?Fran?ois? What are you doing there? Where?s Jason?? ?Things have happened so fastI know he?s been trying to reach you ?It?s been a rough day ?I?ve got other newsA telephone number where the Jackal can be reached ?We?ve got it! And a locationOur man left an hour ago ?For Christ?s sake, how did you get it?? Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 264 ?A convoluted process I sincerely believe only your man could have negotiatedHe?s brilliantly imaginative, a true cam?l?on ?Let?s compare,? said Conklin?What?s yours?? Bernardine complied, reciting the number he had written down on Bourne?s instructions The silence on the phone was a silent scream?They?re different,? said Alex finally, his voice choked?They?re different!? ?A trap,? said the Deuxi?me veteran?God in heaven, it?s a trap!? Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 265 26 Twice Bourne had passed the dark, quiet row of old stone houses on the boulevard Lefebvre in the concrete backwater of the fifteenth arrondissementHe then doubled back to the rue d?Al?sia and found a sidewalk caf?The outdoor tables, their candles flickering under glass, were peopled mostly by gesturing, argumentative students from the nearby Sorbonne and MontparnasseIt was nearing ten o?clock and the aproned waiters were growing irritable; the majority of customers were not full of largess, either in their hearts or in their pocketsJason wanted only a strong espresso, but the perpetual scowl on the face of the approaching gar?on convinced him he would get mud if he ordered only the coffee, so he added the most expensive brandy he could recall by name As the waiter returned to the service bar, Jason pulled out his small notebook and ballpoint pen, shutting his eyes for a moment, then opening them and sketching out everything he could envision from the row of houses on his inner sc