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Bourne twisted the knob and shoved the door back; it swung slowly on its hinges and made
contact with the wall
“Jesus Christ!” roared the master sergeant, his heavy legs plunging off the ottoman as he
wriggled his massive body out of the chairYou’re a goddamned ghost! You’re dead!”
“Try again,” said Delta of Medusa“The name’s Flannagan, isn’t it? That’s what comes to
mind
“You’re dead!” repeated the general’s aide, screaming, his eyes bulging in panic“You bought it
in Hong Kong! You were killed in Hong Kong four, five years ago!”
“You kept tabs—”
“We know I know!”
“You’ve got connections in the right places, then
“You’re Bourne!”
“Obviously born again, you might say
“I don’t believe this!”
“Believe, FlannaganIt’s the ‘we’ we’re going to talk aboutSnake Lady, to be precise
“You’re the one—the one Swayne called ‘Cobra’!”
“It’s a snake
“I don’t get it—”
“It’s confusing
“You’re one of us!”
“I wasI snaked back in, as it were
The sergeant frantically looked at the door, then the windows“How’d you get in here? Where
are the guards, the dogs? Jesus! Where are they?”
“The dogs are asleep in the kennels, so I gave the guards the night off? The dogs are on the grounds!”
“Not any longerThey were persuaded to rest
“The guards—the goddamned guards!”
“They were persuaded to leaveWhat they think is happening here tonight is even more
confusing
“What’ve you done—what are you doing?”
“I thought I just mentioned itWe’re going to talk, Sergeant FlannaganI want to get caught up
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