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〃What information？〃 asked DeSole； looking at the DCI； suddenly widening his large eyes behind his glasses。 〃Oh； the max…classified thing you asked me about this morning？〃
The director nodded； then looked at Conklin。 〃Let's go back to this morning。 。。。 Seven hours ago； shortly after nine o'clock； I received a call from Edward McAllister； formerly of the State Department and currently chairman of the National Security Agency。 I'm told Mr。 McAllister was with you in Hong Kong； Mr。 Conklin； is that correct？〃
〃Mr。 McAllister was with us；〃 agreed Alex flatly。 〃He flew undercover with Jason Bourne to Macao； where he was shot up so badly he damn near died。 He's an intellectual oddball and one of the bravest men I've ever met。〃
〃He said nothing about the circumstances； only that he was there； and I was to shred my calendar； if need be； but to consider our meeting with you as Priority Red。 。。。 Heavy artillery； Mr。 Conklin。〃
〃To repeat。 There are heavy reasons for the cannons。〃
〃Apparently。 。。。 Mr。 McAllister gave me the precise maximum…classified codes that would clarify the status of the file you're talking about…the record of the Hong Kong operation。 I； in turn； gave the information to Mr。 DeSole； so I'll let him tell you what he learned。〃
〃It hasn't been touched； Alex；〃 said DeSole quietly； his eyes leveled on Conklin。 〃As of nine…thirty this morning； it's been in a black hole for four years； five months； twenty…one days； eleven hours and forty…three minutes without penetration。 And there's a very good reason why that status is pure； but I have no idea whether you're aware of it or not。〃
〃Where that file is concerned I'm aware of everything！〃
〃Perhaps； perhaps not；〃 said DeSole gently。 〃You were known to have a problem； and Dr。 Panov is not that experienced where security matters are concerned。〃
〃What the hell are you driving at？〃
〃A third name was added to the clearance procedures for that official record on Hong Kong。 。。。 Edward Newington McAllister； by his own insistence and with both presidential and congressional authority。 He made sure of it。〃
〃Oh； my God；〃 said Conklin softly； hesitantly。 〃When I called him last night from Baltimore he said it was impossible。 Then he said I had to understand for myself； so he'd set up the conference。 。。。 Jesus； what happened？〃
〃I'd say we'd have to look elsewhere；〃 said the DCI。 〃But before we do that； Mr。 Conklin； you have to make a decision。 You see； none of us at this table knows what's in that maximum classified file。 。。。 We've talked； of course； and as Mr。 Casset said； we understood that you did a hell of a job in Hong Kong； but we don't know what that job was。 We heard the rumors out of our Far East stations which； frankly； most of us believed were exaggerated in the spreading； and paramount among them was your name and that of the assassin Jason Bourne。 The scuttlebutt then was that you were responsible for the capture and execution of the killer we knew as Bourne； yet a few moments ago in your anger you used the phrase 'the unknown man who assumed the name of Jason Bourne；' stating that he was alive and in hiding。 In terms of specifics； we're at a loss…at least I am； God knows。〃
〃You didn't pull the record out？〃
〃No；〃 answered DeSole。 〃That was my decision。 As you may or may not know； every invasion of a maximum…classified file is automatically marked with the date and hour of penetration。 。。。 Since the director informed me that there was a large Security Agency flap over an illegal entry； I decided to leave well enough alone。 Not penetrated in nearly five years； therefore not read or even known about and consequently not given to the evil people； whoever they are。〃
〃You were covering your ass right down to the last square inch of flesh。〃
〃Most assuredly； Alex。 That data has a White House flag on it。 Things are relatively stable around here now and it serves no one to ruffle feathers in the Oval Office。 There's a new man at that desk； but the former president is still very much alive and opinionated。 He'd be consulted； so why risk trouble？〃
Conklin studied each face and spoke quietly。 〃Then you really don't know the story； do you？〃
〃It's the truth； Alex；〃 said Deputy Director Casset。
〃Nothing but； you pain；〃 agreed Valentino； permitting himself a slight smile。
〃My word on it；〃 added Steven DeSole； his clear； wide eyes rigid on Conklin。
〃And if you want our help； we should know something besides contradictory rumors；〃 continued the director； leaning back in his chair。 〃I don't know if we can help； but I do know there's little we can do so pletely in the dark。〃
Again Alex looked at each man； the lines in his pained face more pronounced than ever； as if the decision was momentarily too agonizing for him。 〃I won't tell you his name because I've given my word…maybe later； not now。 And it can't be found in the record； it's not there either； it's a cover…I gave my word on that； too。 The rest I'll tell you because I do want your help and I want that record to remain in its black hole。 。。。 Where do I begin？〃
〃With this meeting perhaps？〃 suggested the director。 〃What prompted it？〃
〃All right； that'll be quick。〃 Conklin stared pensively at the surface of the table； absently gripping his cane； then raised his eyes。 〃A woman was killed last night at an amusement park outside Baltimore…〃
〃I read about it in the Post this morning；〃 interrupted DeSole； nodding； his full cheeks jiggling。 〃Good Lord； were you…〃
〃So did I；〃 broke in Casset； his steady brown eyes on Alex。 〃It happened in front of a shooting gallery。 They closed the guns down。〃
〃I saw the article and figured it was some kind of terrible accident。〃 Valentino shook his head slowly。 〃I didn't actually read it。〃
〃I was given my usual thick sheaf of scissored newspaper stories； which is enough journalism for anyone in the morning；〃 said the director。 〃I don't remember any such article。〃
〃Were you involved； old boy？〃
〃If I wasn't； it was a horrible waste of life。 。。。 I should say if we weren't involved。〃
〃We？〃 Casset frowned in alarm。
〃Morris Panov and I received identical telegrams from Jason Bourne asking us to be at the amusement park at nine…thirty last night。 It was urgent； and we were to meet him in front of the shooting gallery； but we were not； under any condition； to call his house or anyone else。 。。。 We both independently assumed that he didn't want to alarm his wife； that he had something to tell us individually that he didn't want her to know。 。。。 We arrived at the same time； but I saw Panov first and figured it was a bad scene。 From any point of view； especially Bourne's； we should have reached each other and talked before going up there； instead； we had been told not to。 It smelled； so I did my best to get us out of there fast。 The only way seemed to be a diversion。〃
〃You stampeded then；〃 said Casset； making a statement。
〃It was the only thing I could think of； and one of the few things this goddamned cane is good for other than keeping me upright。 I cracked every shin and kneecap I could see and lanced a few stomachs and tits。 We got out of the circle； but that poor woman was killed。〃
〃How did you figure it…do you figure it？〃 asked Valentino。
〃I just don't know； Val。 It was a trap； no question about that； but what kind of trap？ If what I thought then and what I think now are correct； how could a hired marksman miss at that distance？ The shot came from my upper left…not that I necessarily heard it…but the position of the woman and the blood all over her throat indicated that she had turned and caught the bullet in her body swing。 It couldn't have e from the gallery； those guns are chained and the massive hemorrhage in her neck was caused by a far larger caliber than any of the toys there。 If the killer wanted to take out either Mo Panov or me； his telescopic cross hairs wouldn't be that far off the mark。 Not if my thinking is right。〃
〃 'Right；' Mr。 Conklin；〃 interjected the DCI； 〃meaning the assassin； Carlos the Jackal。〃
〃Carlos？〃 exclaimed DeSole。 〃What in heaven's name has the Jackal to do with a killing in Baltimore？〃
〃Jason Bourne；〃 answered Casset。
〃Yes； I gather that； but this is all terribly confusing！ Bourne was a scum hit man out of Asia who moved to Europe to challenge Carlos and lost。 As the director just said； he went back to the Far East and was killed four or five years ago； yet Alex talks as if he's still alive； that he and someone named Panov got telegrams from him。 。。。 What in God's name does a dead scumball and the world's most elusive assassin have to do with last night？〃
〃You weren't here a few minutes ago； Steve；〃 again Casset answered quietly。 〃Apparently they had a lot to do with last night。〃
〃I beg your pardon。〃
〃I think you should start at the beginning； Mr。 Conklin；〃 said the director。 〃Who is Jason Bourne？〃
〃As the world knew him； a man who never existed；〃 replied the former intelligence officer。
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〃The original Jason Bourne was garbage； a paranoid drifter from Tasmania who found his way into the Vietnam war as part of an operation no one wants to acknowledge even today。 It was a collection of killers； misfits； smugglers and thieves； mostly escaped criminals； many under d