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ohnny。〃
〃While you're trusting so much in my younger brother； don't trust your sense of direction。 You just passed the turn to the cabin。〃
〃Goddamn it！〃 cried Webb； braking the car and swerving around。 〃Tomorrow！ You and Jamie and Alison are heading out of Logan Airport。 To the island！〃
〃We'll discuss it； David。〃
〃There's nothing to discuss。〃 Webb breathed deeply； steadily； imposing a strange control。 〃I've been here before；〃 he said quietly。
Marie looked at her husband； his suddenly passive face outlined in the dim wash of the dashboard lights。 What she saw frightened her far more than the specter of the Jackal。 She was not looking at David Webb the soft…spoken scholar。 She was staring at a man they both thought had disappeared from their lives forever。
2
Alexander Conklin gripped his cane as he limped into the conference room at the Central Intelligence Agency in Langley； Virginia。 He stood facing a long impressive table； large enough to seat thirty people； but instead there were only three； the man at the head the gray…haired DCI； director of Central Intelligence。 Neither he nor his two highest…ranking deputy directors appeared pleased to see Conklin。 The greetings were perfunctory； and rather than taking his obviously assigned seat next to the CIA official on the DCI's left； Conklin pulled out the chair at the far end of the table； sat down； and with a sharp noise slapped his cane against the edge。
〃Now that we've said hello； can we cut the crap； gentlemen？〃
〃That's hardly a courteous or an amiable way to begin； Mr。 Conklin；〃 observed the director。
〃Neither courtesy nor amiability is on my mind just now； sir。 I just want to know why airtight Four Zero regulations were ignored and maximum…classified information was released that endangers a number of lives； including mine！〃
〃That's outrageous； Alex！〃 interrupted one of the two associates。
〃Totally inaccurate！〃 added the other。 〃It couldn't happen and you know it！〃
〃I don't know it and it did happen and I'll tell you what's outrageously accurate；〃 said Conklin angrily。 〃A man's out there with a wife and two children； a man this country and a large part of the world owe more to than anyone could ever repay； and he's running； hiding； frightened out of his mind that he and his family are targets。 We gave that man our word； all of us； that no part of the official record would ever see the light of day until it was confirmed beyond doubt that Rich Ramirez Sanchez； also known as Carlos the Jackal； was dead。 。。。 All right； I've heard the same rumors you have； probably from the same or much better sources； that the Jackal was killed here or executed there； but no one…repeat no one…has e forward with indisputable proof。 。。。 Yet a part of that file was leaked； a very vital part； and it concerns me deeply because my name is there。 。。。 Mine and Dr。 Morris Panov； the chief psychiatrist of record。 We were the only…repeat only…two individuals acknowledged to have been close associates of the unknown man who assumed the name of Jason Bourne； considered in more sectors than we can count to be the rival of Carlos in the killing game。 。。。 But that information is buried in the vaults here in Langley。 How did it get out？ According to the rules； if anyone wants any part of that record…from the White House to the State Department to the holy Joint Chiefs…he has to go through the offices of the director and his chief analysts right here at Langley。 They have to be briefed on all the details of the request； and even if they're satisfied as to the legitimacy； there's a final step。 Me。 Before a release is signed； I'm to be contacted； and in the event I'm not around any longer； Dr。 Panov is to be reached； either one of us legally empowered to turn the request down flat。 。。。 That's the way it is； gentlemen； and no one knows the rules better than I do because I'm the one who wrote them…again right here at Langley； because this was the place I knew best。 After twenty…eight years in this corkscrew business； it was my final contribution…with the full authority of the president of the United States and the consent of Congress through the select mittees on intelligence in the House and the Senate。〃
〃That's heavy artillery； Mr。 Conklin；〃 mented the gray…haired director； sitting motionless； his voice flat； neutral。
〃There were heavy reasons for pulling out the cannons。〃
〃So I gather。 One of the sixteen…inchers reached me。〃
〃You're damned right he did。 Now； there's the question of accountability。 I want to know how that information surfaced and； most important； who got it。〃
Both deputy directors began talking at once； as angrily as Alex； but they were stopped by the DCI； who touched their arms； a pipe in one hand； a lighter in the other。 〃Slow down and back up； Mr。 Conklin；〃 said the director gently； lighting his pipe。 〃It's obvious that you know my two associates； but you and I never met； have we？〃
〃No。 I resigned four and a half years ago； and you were appointed a year after that。〃
〃Like many others…quite justifiably； I think…did you consider me a crony appointment？〃
〃You obviously were； but I had no trouble with that。 You seemed qualified。 As far as I could tell； you were an apolitical Annapolis admiral who ran naval intelligence and who just happened to work with an FMF marine colonel during the Vietnam War who became president。 Others were passed over； but that happens。 No sweat。〃
〃Thank you。 But do you have any 'sweat' with my two deputy directors？〃
〃It's history； but I can't say either one of them was considered the best friend an agent in the field ever had。 They were analysts； not field men。〃
〃Isn't that a natural aversion； a conventional hostility？〃
〃Of course it is。 They analyzed situations from thousands of miles away with puters we didn't know who programmed and with data we hadn't passed on。 You're damned right it's a natural aversion。 We dealt with human quotients； they didn't。 They dealt with little green letters on a puter screen and made decisions they frequently shouldn't have made。〃
〃Because people like you had to be controlled；〃 interjected the deputy on the director's right。 〃How many times； even today； do men and women like you lack the full picture？ The total strategy and not just your part of it？〃
〃Then we should be given a fuller picture going in； or at least an overview so we can try to figure out what makes sense and what doesn't。〃
〃Where does an overview stop； Alex？〃 asked the deputy on the DCI's left。 〃At what point do we say； 'We can't reveal this。 。。。 for everyone's benefit'？〃
〃I don't know； you're the analysts； I'm not。 On a case…by…case basis； I suppose； but certainly with better munication than I ever got when I was in the field。 。。。 Wait a minute。 I'm not the issue； you are。〃 Alex stared at the director。 〃Very smooth； sir； but I'm not buying a change of subject。 I'm here to find out who got what and how。 If you'd rather； I'll take my credentials over to the White House or up to the Hill and watch a few heads roll。 I want answers。 I want to know what to do！〃
〃I wasn't trying to change the subject； Mr。 Conklin； only to divert it momentarily to make a point。 You obviously objected to the met