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@@@@@Does it take long to fly over there?? ?If the weather?s clear, no more than fifteen minutes, but that would be an amphibious charter I?m not sure one?s available until tomorrow morning Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 71 ?Sure, there is, babe,? interrupted the young man with small gold wings pinned crookedly on his white shirt?I?m running over some supplies to Johnny StJay pretty soon,? he added, stepping forward ?He?s not scheduled for today ?As of an hour ago he is At that instant and with those words, Prefontaine?s eyes fell in astonishment on two stacks of cartons moving slowly down Inter-Island?s luggage carousel toward the exterior loading areaEven if he had the time to debate with himself, he knew his decision was made ?I?d like to purchase a ticket on that flight, if I may,? he said, watching the boxes of Gerber?s Assorted Baby Foods and Pampers Medium Diapers disappear into the hold He had found the unknown woman with the small male child and the infant Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM 72 8 Routine secondhand inquiries at the Federal Trade Commission confirmed the fact that its chairman, Albert Armbruster, did, indeed, have ulcers as well as high blood pressure and under doctor?s orders left the office and returned home whenever discomfort struck himWhich was why Alex Conklin telephoned him after a generally overindulgent lunch?also established?with an ?update? of the Snake Lady crisisAs with Alex?s initial call, catching Armbruster in the shower, he anonymously told the shaken chairman that someone would be in touch with him later in the day?either at the office or at homeThe contact would identify himself simply as Cobra(?Use all the banal trigger words you can come up with? was the gospel according to St In the meantime, Armbruster was instructed to talk to no one?Those are orders from the Sixth Fleet ?Oh, Christ!? Thus Albert Armbruster called for his chariot and was driven home in discomfortFurther nausea was in store for the chairman, however, as Jason Bourne was waiting for himArmbruster,? said the stranger pleasantly as the chairman struggled out of the limousine, the door held open by the chauffeur ?Yes, what?? Armbruster?s response was immediate, unsure ?I merely said ?Good afternoonWe met at the White House reception for the Joint Chiefs several years ago?? ?I wasn?t there,? broke in the chairman emphatically ?Oh?? The stranger arched his brows, his voice still pleasant but obviously questionin