?They?re yours,? said Marie
?Pritchard,? said StJacques, angling his head?Fix my drink, if you please
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Epilogue
They walked along the moonlit beach, alternately touching and not touching, the embarrassment of
intimacy intermittently intruding as if a world that had separated them had not let them escape its
terrible orbit, constantly pulling them into its fiery nucleus
?You carried a gun,? said Marie softly?I had no idea you had oneI?m not sure I knew I had one, either
?Reflex? Compulsion??
?Both, I guessIt didn?t matter, I didn?t use it
?But you wanted to, didn?t you??
?Again, I?m not sureIf you and the children were threatened, of course I would, but I don?t
think I?d fire indiscriminately
?Are you sure, David? Would the appearance of danger to us make you pick up a gun and shoot
at shadows??
?No, I don?t shoot at dolce and gabbana handbag shadowsIn the sand! Waves lapping over the unmistakable intrusion of a human being, breaks
in the flow of the natural rhythm?sounds Jason Bourne knew from a hundred beaches! He spun
around, violently propelling Marie off her feet, sending her out of the line of fire as he crouched,
his weapon in his hand
?Please don?t kill me, David,? said Morris Panov, the beam of his flashlight illuminating the
area?It simply wouldn?t make sense
?Jesus, Mo!? cried Webb
?Trying to find you, that?s allWould you please help Marie??
Webb did so, pulling his wife to her feet, both half blinded by the flashlight?My God, you?re
the mole!? cried Jason Bourne, raising his weapon?You knew every move I was making!?
?I?m what?? roared the psychiatrist, throwing down his flashlight?If you believe that, gun me
down, you son of a bitch!?
?I don?t know, MoI don?t know anything anymore !? dolce gabbana handbags David?s head arched back in pain
?Then cry your heart out, you bastard! Cry like you?ve never cried before! Jason Bourne is
dead, cremated in Moscow, and that?s the way it is! You either accept that or I don?t want a
goddamned thing to do with you anymore! Have you got that, you arrogant, brilliant creation! You
did it, and it?s over!?
Webb fell to his knees, the tears welling in his eyes, trembling and trying not to make a sound
?We?re going to be okay, Mo,? said Marie, kneeling beside her husband, holding him
?I know that,? acknowledged Panov, nodding in the glow of the grounded flashlight?Two lives
in one mind, none of us can know what it?s like
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About the Author
ROBERT LUDLUM is the author of seventeen novels published in thirty-two languages and forty
countries with worldwide sales in excess of two hundred million copiesHis gucci bag black works include The
Scarlatti Inheritance, The Osterman Weekend, The Matlock Paper, The Rhinemann Exchange, The
Gemini Contenders, The Chancellor Manuscript, The Road to Gandolfo, The Holcroft Covenant,
The Matarese Circle, The Bourne Identity, The Parsifal Mosaic, The Aquitaine Progression, The
Bourne Supremacy, The Icarus Agenda, Trevayne, The Bourne Ultimatum, and The Road to
OmahaHe lives with his wife, Mary, in Florida
The Healer's name was Fords Deep Waters
Because he was a soul, by nature he was all things good: compassionate, patient, honest,
virtuous, and full of loveAnxiety was an unusual emotion for Fords Deep Waters
Irritation was even rarerHowever, because Fords Deep Waters lived inside a human body,
irritation was sometimes inescapable
As the whispers of the Healing students buzzed in the far corner of the operating room, his lips
pressed together into a new chanel bags tight lineThe expression felt out of place on a mouth more often given
to smiling
Darren, his regular assistant, saw the grimace and patted his shoulder
?They're just curious, Fords,? he said quietly
?An insertion is hardly an interesting or challenging procedureAny soul on the street could
perform it in an emergencyThere's nothing for them to learn by observing today Fords was
surprised to hear the sharp edge marring his normally soothing voice
?They've never seen a grown human before,? Darren said
Fords raised one eyebrow?Are they blind to each other's faces? Do they not have mirrors??
?You know what I mean?a wild humanOne of the insurgents
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swelled in his heart as he remembered the condition her poor, broken body had been in when the
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