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〃Impatience was always your weak suit。 I ascribed it to your annoyance with other people's points of view that interfered with your conclusions。 。。。 Regardless； our Major Sleaze knew a rotten apple when the worm emerged and spat in his face； so he hide himself off to Logan's control tower； where he found a bribable off duty traffic controller who checked yesterday morning's schedules。 The jet in question had a puter readout of Four Zero； which to our Captain Sleaze's astonishment he was told meant it was government…cleared and maximum…classified。 No manifest； no names of anyone on board； only a routing to evade mercial aircraft and a destination。〃
〃Which was？〃
〃Blackburne； Montserrat。〃
〃What the hell is that？〃
〃The Blackburne Airport on the Caribbean island of Montserrat。〃
〃That's where they went？ That's it？〃
〃Not necessarily。 According to Corporal Sleaze； who I must say does his follow…ups； there are small flight connections to a dozen or so minor offshore islands。〃
〃That's it？〃
〃That's it； Professor。 And considering the fact that the aircraft in question had a Four Zero government classification； which； incidentally； in my letter to the attorney general I so specified； I think I've earned my ten thousand dollars。〃
〃You drunken scum…〃
〃Again you're wrong； Randy；〃 interrupted the judge。 〃Alcoholic； certainly； drunk hardly ever。 I stay on the edge of sobriety。 It's my one reason for living。 You see in my cognizance I'm always amused…by men like you； actually。〃
〃Get out of here；〃 said the professor ominously。
〃You're not even going to offer me a drink to help support this dreadful habit of mine？ 。。。 Good heavens； there must be half a dozen unopened bottles over there。〃
〃Take one and leave。〃
〃Thank you； I believe I will。〃 The old judge walked to a cherry…wood table against the wall where two silver trays held various whiskies and a brandy。 〃Let's see；〃 he continued； picking up several white cloth napkins and wrapping them around two bottles； then a third。 〃If I hold these tightly under my arm； they could be a pile of laundry I'm taking put for quick service。〃
〃Will you hurry！〃
〃Will you please open the door for me？ I'd hate like hell dropping one of these while manipulating the knob。 If it smashed it wouldn't do much for your image； either。 You've never been known to have a drink； I believe。〃
〃Get out；〃 insisted Gates； opening the door for the old man。
〃Thank you； Randy；〃 said the judge； walking out into the hallway and turning。 〃Don't forget the bank check at the Boston Five in the morning。 Fifteen thousand。〃
〃Fifteen。。。？〃
〃My word； can you imagine what the attorney general would say just knowing that you'd even consorted with me？ Good…bye； Counselor。〃
Randolph Gates slammed the door and ran into the bedroom； to the bedside telephone。 The smaller enclosure was reassuring； as it removed him from the exposure to scrutiny inherent in larger areas…the room was more private； more personal； less open to invasion。 The call he had to make so unnerved him he could not understand the pull…out flap of instructions for overseas connections。 Instead； in his anxiety； he dialed the operator。
〃I want to place a call to Paris；〃 he said。
6
Bourne's eyes were tired； the strain painful as he studied the results of the puter printouts spread across the coffee table in front of the couch。 Sitting forward； he had analyzed them for nearly four hours； forgetting time； forgetting that his 〃control〃 was to have reached him by then； concerned only with a link to the Jackal at the Mayflower hotel。
The first group； which he temporarily put aside； was the foreign nationals； a mix of British； Italian； Swedish； West German； Japanese and Taiwanese。 Each of them had been extensively examined with respect to authentic credentials and fully substantiated business or personal reasons for entering the country。 The State Department and the Central Intelligence Agency had done their homework。 Each person was professionally and personally vouched for by a minimum of five reputable individuals or panies； all had long…standing munications with such people and firms in the Washington area； none had a false or questionable statement on record。 If the Jackal's man was among them…and he might well be…it would take far more information than was to be found in the printouts before Jason could refine the list。 It might be necessary to go back to this group； but for the moment he had to keep reading。 There was so little time！
Of the remaining five hundred or so American guests at the hotel； two hundred and twelve had entries in one or more of the intelligence data banks； the majority because they had business with the government。 However； seventy…eight had raw…file negative evaluations。 Thirty…one were Internal Revenue Service matters； which meant they were suspected of destroying or falsifying financial records and/or had tax havens in Swiss or Cayman Island accounts。 They were zero； nothing； merely rich and not very bright thieves； and； further； the sort of 〃messengers〃 Carlos would avoid like lepers。
That left forty…seven possibles。 Men and women…in eleven cases ostensibly husbands and wives…with extensive connections in Europe； in the main with technological firms and related nuclear and aerospace industries； all under intelligence microscopes for possibly selling classified information to brokers of the Eastern bloc and therefore to Moscow。 Of these forty…seven possibles； including two of the eleven couples； an even dozen had made recent trips to the Soviet Union…scratch all of them。 The Komitet Gosudarstvennoi Bezopasnosti； otherwise known as the KGB； had less use for the Jackal than the Pope。 Ilich Ramirez Sanchez； later Carlos the assassin； had been trained in the American pound of Novgorod； where the streets were lined with American gas stations and grocery stores； boutiques and Burger Kings； and everyone spoke American English with diverse dialects…no Russian was allowed…and only those who passed the course were permitted to proceed to the next level of infiltrators。 The Jackal had； indeed； passed； but when the Komitet discovered that the young Venezuelan revolutionary's solution for all things disagreeable was to eliminate them violently； it was too much for even the inheritors of the brutal OGPU。 Sanchez was expelled and Carlos the Jackal was born。 Forget about the twelve people who had traveled to the Soviet Union。 The assassin would not touch them； for there was a standing order in all branches of Russian intelligence that if Carlos was tracked he was to be shot。 Novgorod was to be protected at all cost。
The possibles were thus narrowed to thirty…five； the hotel's register listing them as nine couples； four single women and thirteen single men。 The raw…file printouts from the data banks de scribed in detail the facts and speculations that resulted in the negative evaluation of each individual。 In truth； the speculations far outnumbered the facts and were too often based on hostile appraisals given by enemies or petitors； but each had to be studied； many with distaste； for among the information might be a word or phrase； a location or an act； that was the link to Carlos。
The telephone rang； breaking Jason's concentration。 He blinked at the harsh； intrusive sound as if trying to locate the source； then he sprang from the couch and rushed to the desk； reaching the phone on the third ring。
〃Yes？〃
〃It's Alex。 I'm calling from down the street。〃
〃Are you ing up？〃
〃Not through that lobby； I'm not。 I've made arrangements for the service entrance； with a temporary guard hired this afternoon。〃
〃You're covering all the bases； aren't you？〃
〃Nowhere near as many as I'd like to；〃 replied Conklin。 〃This isn't your normal ball game。 See you in a few minutes。 I'll knock once。〃
Bourne hung up the phone and returned to the couch and the printouts； separating three that had caught his attention； not that any of them contained anything that evoked the Jackal。 In stead； it was seemingly offhand data that might conceivably link the three to each other when no apparent connection existed between them。 According to their passports； these three Americans had flown in to Philadelphia's International Airport within six days of one another eight months ago。 Two women and a man； the women from Marrakesh and Lisbon； the man from West Berlin。 The first woman was an interior decorator on a collecting trip to the old Moroccan city； the second an executive for the Chase Bank； Foreign Department； the man was an aerospace engineer on loan to the Air Force from McDonnell…Douglas。 Why would three such obviously different people； with such dissimilar professions； converge on the same city within a week of one another？ Coincidence？ Entirely possible； but considering the number of international airports in the country； including the most frequented…New York； Chicago； Los Angeles； Miami … the coincidence of Philadelphia seemed unlikely。 Stranger still； and even more unlikely； was the fact that these same three people were staying at the same hotel at the same time in Washington eight months later。 Jason wondered what Alex Conklin would say when he told him。
〃I'm getting the book on each of them；〃 s