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Shut off your radio! screamed Bourne in the silence of his thoughtsKill the radio! It was too
lateThe left door of the chapel opened and the silhouetted figure of a man walked out into the
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floodlit corridor of colored lightsHe was young, muscular and blond, with blunt features and rigid
postureWas the Jackal training someone else to take his place?
“Come with me, please,” said the blond man, his French gentle but icily commanding“You,”
he added, addressing the old Chanel Necklaces man in the tan gabardine suitAt the slightest
sound, fire your gun
Jason watched helplessly as Fontaine was escorted through the door of the chapelFrom the
pocket of his jacket there was an eruption of static followed by a snap; the Frenchman’s radio had
been found and destroyedYet something was wrong, off center, out of balance—or perhaps too
symmetricalIt made no sense for Carlos to use the location of a failed trap a second time, no sense
at all! The appearance of the brother of Fontaine’s wife was an necklace chanel exceptional move, worthy of the
Jackal, a truly unexpected move within the swirling winds of confusion, but not this, not again
Tranquility Inn’s superfluous chapelIt was too orderly, too repetitive, too obvious
And therefore right? considered BourneWas it the illogical logic of the assassin who had
eluded a hundred special branches of the international intelligence community for nearly thirty
years? “He wouldn’t do that—it’s crazy!” “Oh, yes, he might because he knows we think it’s
crazy Was the Jackal in the chapel or balenciaga replica wasn’t he? If not, where was he? Where had he set his trap?
The lethal chess game was not only supremely intricate, it was sublimely intimateOthers might
die, but only one of them would liveIt was the only way it could endDeath to the seller of death
or death to the challenger, one seeking the preservation of a legend, the other seeking the
preservation of his family and himselfCarlos had the advantage; ultimately he would risk
everything, for, as Fontaine revealed, he was a dying man and he did not careBourne chloe bag had
everything to live for, a middle-aged hunter whose life was indelibly marked, split in two by the
death of a vaguely remembered wife and children long ago in far-off CambodiaIt could not, would
not, happen again!
Jason slid down off the coastal wall to the slanting precipice at its baseHe crawled forward to
the two former commandos and whispered, “They’ve taken Fontaine inside
“Where is the guard?” asked the man nearest Bourne, confusion and anger in his whisper“I
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