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a few hotshots in Saigon thought a lesson should be taught their gook runners。 They flew up to your territory； went into the grass； and took him out like they were a VC advance unit。 But you saw them from a piece of high ground and blew all your gaskets。 You tracked them back to the helicopter pad and gave them a choice： Get in and you'd storm the chopper leaving no survivors； or they could e back with you to the base camp。 They came back under your men's guns and you forced Field mand to accept your multiple charges of murder。 That's when Ice…Cold Ogilvie showed up looking after his Saigon boys。〃
〃Then something happened； didn't it？ Something crazy…everything got confused； twisted。〃
〃It certainly did。 Bryce got you on the stand and made you look like a maniac； a sullen pathological liar and a killer who； except for the war and your expertise； would be in a maximum security prison。 He called you everything in the rotten black book and demanded that you reveal your real name…which you wouldn't do； couldn't do； because your first wife's Cambodian family would have been slaughtered。 He tried to tie you in verbal knots； and； failing that； threatened the military court with exposing the whole bastard battalion； which it also couldn't allow。 。。。 Ogilvie's thugs got off for lack of credible testimony； and after the trial you had to be physically restrained in the barracks until Ogilvie was airborne back to Saigon。〃
〃His name was Kwan Soo；〃 said Bourne dreamily； his head moving back and forth as if rejecting a nightmare。 〃He was a kid； maybe sixteen or seventeen； sending the drug money back to three villages so they could eat。 There wasn't any other way 。。。 oh； shit！ What would any of us have done if our families were starving？〃
〃That wasn't anything you could say at the trial and you knew it。 You had to hold your tongue and take Ogilvie's vicious crap。 I came up and watched you and I never saw a man exercise such control over his hatred。〃
〃That isn't the way I seem to recall it…what I can recall。 Some of it's ing back； not much； but some。〃
〃During that trial you adapted to the necessities of your immediate surroundings…you might say like a chameleon。〃 Their eyes locked； and Jason turned back to the television screen。
〃And there he is with Carlos。 It's a small rotten world； isn't it？ Does he know I'm Jason Bourne？〃
〃How could he？〃 asked Conklin； getting out of the chair。 〃There was no Jason Bourne then。 There wasn't even a David； only a guerrilla they called Delta One。 No names were used； remember？〃
〃I keep forgetting； what else is new？〃 Jason pointed at the screen。 〃Why is he in Moscow？ Why did you say Medusa found the Jackal？ Why？〃
〃Because he's the law firm in New York。〃
〃What？〃 Bourne whipped his head toward Conklin。 〃He's the…〃
〃The chairman of the board；〃 pleted Alex； interrupting。 〃The Agency closed in and he got out。 Two days ago。〃
〃Why the hell didn't you tell me？〃 cried Jason angrily。
〃Because I never thought for a moment we'd be standing here looking at that picture on the screen。 I still can't understand it； but I can't deny it； either。 Also； I saw no reason to bring up a name you might or might not remember； a personally very disturbing occurrence you might or might not remember。 Why add an unnecessary plication？ There's enough stress。〃
〃All right； Aleksei！〃 said an agitated Krupkin； stepping forward。 〃I've heard words and names that evoke certain unpleasant memories for me； at any rate； and I think it behooves me to ask a question or two…specifically one。 Just who is this Ogilvie that concerns you so？ You've told us who he was in Saigon； but who is he now？〃
〃Why not？〃 Conklin asked himself quietly。 〃He's a New York attorney who heads up an organization that's spread throughout Europe and the Mediterranean。 Initially； by pushing the right buttons in Washington； they bought up panies through extortion and leveraged buy…outs； they've cornered markets and set prices； and in the bargain they've moved into the killing game； employing some of the best professionals in the business。 There's hard evidence that they've contracted for the murder of various officials in the government and the military； the most recent example…with which you're no doubt familiar…is General Teagarten； supreme mander of NATO。〃
〃Unbelievable！〃 whispered Krupkin。
〃Jeez…Chrize！〃 intoned the peasant…colonel； his eyes bulging。
〃Oh； they're very creative； and Ogilvie's the most inventive of all。 He's Superspider and he's spun a hell of a web from Washington through every capital in Europe。 Unfortunately for him； and thanks to my associate here； he was caught like a fly in his own spinning。 He was about to be pounced on by people in Washington he couldn't possibly corrupt； but he was tipped off and got out the day before yesterday。 。。。 Why he came to Moscow I haven't the vaguest idea。〃
〃I may be able to answer that for you；〃 said Krupkin； glancing at the KGB colonel and nodding； as if to say It's all right。 〃I know nothing…absolutely nothing…about any such killing as you speak of； indeed of any killing whatsoever。 However； you could be describing an American enterprise in Europe that's been servicing our interests for years。〃
〃In what way？〃 asked Alex。
〃With all manner of restricted American technology； as well as armaments； matériel； spare parts for aircraft and weapons systems…even the aircraft and the weapons systems them selves on various occasions through the bloc countries。 I tell you this knowing that you know I'd vehemently deny ever having said it。〃
〃Understood；〃 nodded Conklin。 〃What's the name of this enterprise？〃
〃There's no single name。 Instead； there are fifty or sixty panies apparently under one umbrella but with so many different titles and origins it's impossible to determine the specific relationships。〃
〃There's a name and Ogilvie runs it；〃 said Alex。
〃That crossed my mind；〃 said Krupkin； his eyes suddenly glass…cold； his expression that of an unrelenting zealot。 〃However； what appears to disturb you so about your American attorney； I can assure you is far； far outweighed by our own concerns。〃 Dimitri turned to the television set and the shakily stationary picture； his eyes now filled with anger。 〃The Soviet intelligence officer on that screen is General Rodchenko； second in mand of the KGB and close adviser to the premier of the Soviet Union。 Many things may be done in the name of Russian interests and without the premier's knowledge； but in this day and age not in the areas you describe。 My God； the supreme mander of NATO！ And never…never…using the services of Carlos the Jackal！ These embarrassments are no less than dangerous and frightening catastrophes。〃
〃Have you got any suggestions？〃 asked Conklin。
〃A foolish question；〃 answered the colonel gruffly。 〃Arrest； then the Lubyanka 。。。 then silence。〃
〃There's a problem with that solution；〃 said Alex。 〃The Central Intelligence Agency knows Ogilvie's in Moscow。〃
〃So where is the problem？ We rid us both of an unhealthy person and his crimes and go about our business。〃
〃It may seem strange to you； but the problem isn't only with the unhealthy person and his crimes； even where the Soviet Union is concerned。