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too longI?m afraid, Jason?sorry
?You?re right the first timeHave you discussed??
?Nothing by name,? broke in the retired intelligence officer quickly, firmly
?You couldn?t,? contradicted Alex With these cryptic words
Conklin abruptly hung up
Slowly Bourne did the same, frowning in concernAlex was the one now sounding
melodramatic, and it was not like him to think that way or act that wayControl was his byword,
understatement his personaWhatever he had learned profoundly disturbed him so much so as to
make it seem to Bourne that he no longer trusted the procedures he himself had set up, or even the
people he was working withOtherwise he would have been clearer, more forthcoming; instead, for
reasons Jason could not fathom, Alexander Conklin did not want to talk about Medusa or whatever
he had learned in peeling away twenty years of deceitWas it possible?
No time! No use, not now, considered Bourne, looking around the huge department storeAlex
was not only as good as his word, he lived by it, as long as one was not an enemyRuefully,
suppressing a short throated laugh, Jason remembered Paris thirteen years agoHe knew that side
of Alex, tooBut for the cover of gravestones in a cemetery on the outskirts of Rambouillet, his
closest friend would have killed himThat was then, not nowConklin said he?d ?be in touch He
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wouldUntil then the Chameleon had to build several coversFrom the inside to the outside, from
underwear to outerwear and everything in betweenNo chance of a laundry or a cleaning mark
coming to light, no microscopic chemical evidence of a regionally distributed detergent or fluid?
nothingHe had given too muchIf he had to kill for David?s family
