The chairman of the Federal Trade Commission...
The chairman of the Federal Trade Commission tumbled back down the stone staircase, his
thumping dead weight landing grotesquely on the pavement below
Bourne changed into the French denim trousers, slipped on a dark short-sleeved shirt and the
cotton safari jacket, put his money, his weapon and all his IDs—authentic and false—into his
pockets and left the Pont-RoyalBefore doing so, however, he stuffed the bed with pillows, and
hung his traveling clothes in clear view over the chairHe walked casually past the ornate front
desk, and once outside on Montalembert ran to the nearest telephone kioskHe inserted a coin and
dialed Bernardine’s home
“It’s Simon,” he said
“I thought so,” replied the FrenchmanI’ve just heard from Alex and told him
not to tell me where you were; one cannot reveal what one does not knowStill, if I were you, I’d
go to another place, at least for the nightYou may tiffany inspired jewelry have been spotted at the airport
“What about you?”
“I intend to be a canard
“A duck?”
“The sitting varietyThe Deuxième has my flat under watchPerhaps I’ll have a visitor; it would
be convenient, n’est-ce pas?”
“You didn’t tell your office about—”
“About you?” interrupted Bernardine“How could I, monsieur, when I don’t know you? My
protective Bureau believes I had a threatening call from an old adversary known to be a
psychopathActually I removed him in the Maritimes years ago but I never closed the file—”
“Should you be telling me this on your telephone?”
“I thought I mentioned that it was a unique instrument
“Suffice it to say it cannot be tapped and still functionYou need rest, monsieurYou are no
good to anyone, least of all yourself, without itFind a bed, I cannot help you there
“ ‘Rest is a weapon,’ ” said Jason, repeating a phrase he had come to believe was a vital gucci watches for women truth,
vital for survival in a world he loathed
“I beg your pardon?”
“NothingI’ll find a bed and call you in the morningBonne chance, mon ami
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He found a room at the Avenir, an inexpensive hotel on the rue Gay-LussacRegistering under a
false name, promptly forgotten, he climbed the stairs to his room, removed his clothes, and fell into
the bed“Rest is a weapon,” he said to himself, staring at the ceiling, at the flickering lights of the
Paris streets as they traveled across the plasterWhether rest came in a mountain cave or a rice
paddy in the Mekong Delta, it did not matter; it was a weapon frequently more powerful than
firepowerThat was the lesson drummed into his head by d’Anjou, the man who had given his life
in a Beijing forest so that Jason Bourne might liveRest is a weapon, he considered, touching the
bandage around his neck yet not really feeling it, its constricting louis vuitton denim bags presence fading as sleep came
He woke up slowly, cautiously, the noise of the traffic in the streets below pounding up to his
window, the metallic horns like the erratic cawing of angry crows amid the irregular bursts of angry
engines, full bore one moment, abrupt quiet the nextIt was a normal morning in the narrow streets
of ParisHolding his neck rigid, Jason swung his legs to the floor from the inadequate bed and
looked at his watch, startled at what he saw, wondering for an instant whether he had adjusted the
watch for Paris timeIt was 10:07 in the morning—Paris timeHe had slept
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nearly eleven hours, a fact confirmed by the rumbling in his stomachExhaustion was now replaced
by acute hunger
Food, however, would have to wait; there were things to take care of, and first on the list was to
reach Bernardine, and then to learn the security status of chanel j12 the Pont-Royal hotelHe got to his feet,
stiffly, unsteadily, numbness momentarily invading his legs and armsHe needed a hot shower,
which was not to be had at the Avenir, then mild exercise to limber up his body, therapies
unnecessary only a few years agoHe removed his wallet from his trousers, pulled out Bernardine’s
card and returned to the bed to use the telephone beside it; he dialed
“Le canard had no visitors, I’m afraid,” said the Deuxième veteran“Not even the hint of a
hunter, which I presume is favorable news
“It’s not until we find Panov—if we find himThe bastards!”
“Yes, that must be facedIt’s the ugliest part of our work
“Goddamn it, I can’t dismiss a man like Mo with ‘That must be faced’!”
“I’m not asking you toI’m only remarking upon the realityYour feelings are meaningful to
you, but they don’t change realityI did not mean to offend you
“And I didn’t mean to mouth tiffany heart drop earrings of