rl.thebourneultimatum-第111节

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　〃So　am　I。　Any　other　progress？〃
　〃Nothing　you　want　to　hear；　but　you're　going　to　hear　it　loud　and　clear。〃
　〃What　are　you　talking　about？〃
　〃The　Jackal　knows　about　the　Tannenbaum　estate。〃
　〃You're　nuts！〃　shouted　the　director　of　the　Central　Intelligence　Agency　so　loudly　that　there　was　a　metallic　ring　on　the　transoceanic　line。　〃Nobody　knows！　Only　Charlie　Casset　and　myself。　We　built　up　a　chrono　with　false　names　and　Central　American　bios　so　far　removed　from　Paris　that　no　one　could　make　a　connection。　Also；　there　was　no　mention　of　the　Tannenbaum　place　in　the　orders！　S'　help　me；　Alex；　it　was　airtight　because　we　wouldn't　let　anyone　else　handle　it！〃
　〃Facts　are　facts；　Peter。　My　friend　got　a　note　saying　the　trees　of　Tannenbaum　would　burn；　the　children　with　them。〃
　〃Son　of　a　bitch！〃　yelled　Holland。　〃Stay　on　the　line；〃　he　ordered。　〃I'll　call　St。　Jacques　over　there；　then　max…security　and　have　them　moved　this　morning。　Stay　on　the　line！〃　Conklin　looked　up　at　Bourne；　the　telephone　between　them；　the　words　heard　by　both　men。
　〃If　there's　a　leak；　and　there　is　a　leak；　it　can't　e　from　Langley；〃　said　Alex。
　〃It　has　to！　He　hasn't　looked　deep　enough。〃
　〃Where　does　he　look？〃
　〃Christ；　you're　the　experts。　The　helicopter　that　flew　them　out；　the　crew；　the　people　who　cleared　an　American　aircraft　flying　into　UK　territory。　My　God！　Carlos　bought　the　lousy　Crown　governor　of　Montserrat　and　his　head　drug　chief。　What's　to　prevent　him　from　owning　the　munications　between　our　military　and　Plymouth？〃
　〃But　you　heard　him；〃　insisted　Conklin。　〃The　names　were　fake；　the　chronologies　oriented　to　Central　America；　and　above　all；　no　one　on　the　relay　flights　knew　about　the　Tannenbaum　estate。　No　one。　。。。　We've　got　a　gap。〃
　〃Please　spare　me　that　crypto…jargon。〃
　〃It's　not　cryptic　at　all。　A　gap's　a　space　that　hasn't　been　filled…〃
　〃Alex？〃　The　angry　voice　of　Peter　Holland　was　back　on　the　line。
　〃Yes；　Peter？〃
　〃We're　moving　them　out；　and　I　won't　even　tell　you　where　they're　going。　St。　Jacques's　pissed　off　because　Mrs。　Cooper　and　the　kids　are　settled；　but　I　told　him　he's　got　an　hour。〃
　〃I　want　to　talk　to　Johnny；〃　said　Bourne；　bending　over　and　speaking　loud　enough　to　be　heard。
　〃Nice　to　meet　you；　if　only　on　the　phone；〃　broke　in　Holland。
　〃Thanks　for　all　you're　doing　for　us；〃　managed　Jason　quietly；　sincerely。　〃I　mean　that。〃
　〃Quid　pro　quo；　Bourne。　In　your　hunt　for　the　Jackal　you　pulled　a　big　ugly　rabbit　out　of　a　filthy　hat　nobody　knew　was　there。〃
　〃What？〃
　〃Medusa；　the　new　one。〃
　〃How's　it　going？〃　interrupted　Conklin。
　〃We're　doing　our　own　cross…pollinating　between　the　Sicilians　and　a　number　of　European　banks。　It's　dirtying　up　everything　it　touches；　but　we've　now　got　more　wires　into　that　high…powered　law　firm　in　New　York　than　in　a　NASA　lift…off。　We're　closing　in。〃
　〃Good　hunting；〃　said　Jason。　〃May　I　have　the　number　at　Tannenbaum's　so　I　can　reach　John　St。　Jacques？〃
　Holland　gave　it　to　him；　Alex　wrote　it　down　and　hung　up。　〃The　horn's　all　yours；〃　said　Conklin；　awkwardly　getting　out　of　the　chair　by　the　console　and　moving　to　the　one　at　the　right　corner　of　the　table。
　Bourne　sat　down　and　concentrated　on　the　myriad　buttons　below　him。　He　picked　up　the　telephone　and；　reading　the　numbers　Alex　had　recorded　in　his　notebook；　touched　the　appropriate　digits　on　the　console。
　The　greetings　were　abrupt；　Jason's　questions　harsh；　his　voice　demanding。　〃Who　did　you　talk　to　about　the　Tannenbaum　house？〃
　〃Back　up；　David；〃　said　St。　Jacques；　instinctively　defensive。　〃What　do　you　mean　who　did　I　talk　to？〃
　〃Just　that。　From　Tranquility　to　Washington；　who　did　you　speak　to　about　Tannenbaum's？〃
　〃You　mean　after　Holland　told　me　about　it？〃
　〃For　Christ's　sake；　Johnny；　it　couldn't　be　before；　could　it？〃
　〃No；　it　couldn't；　Sherlock　Holmes。〃
　〃Then　who？〃
　〃You。　Only　you；　esteemed　Brother…in…law。〃
　〃What？〃
　〃You　heard　me。　Everything　was　happening　so　fast　I　probably　forgot　Tannenbaum's　name　anyway；　and　if　I　remembered　it；　I　certainly　wasn't　going　to　advertise　it。〃
　〃You　must　have。　There　was　a　leak　and　it　didn't　e　from　Langley。〃
　〃It　didn't　e　from　me；　either。　Look；　Dr。　Academic；　I　may　not　have　an　alphabet　after　my　name；　but　I'm　not　exactly　an　idiot。　That's　my　niece　and　nephew　in　the　other　room　and　I　fully　expect　to　watch　them　grow　up。　。。。　The　leak's　why　we're　being　moved；　isn't　it？〃
　〃Yes。〃
　〃How　severe？〃
　〃Maximum。　The　Jackal。〃
　〃Jesus！〃　exploded　St。　Jacques。　〃That　bastard　shows　up　in　the　neighborhood；　he's　mine！〃
　〃Easy；　Canada；〃　said　Jason；　his　voice　now　softer；　conveying　thought；　not　anger。　〃You　say；　and　I　believe　you；　that　you　described　the　Tannenbaum　place　only　to　me　and；　if　I　recall；　I　was　the　one　who　identified　it。〃
　〃That's　right。　I　remember　because　when　Pritchard　told　me　you　were　on　the　phone；　I　was　on　the　other　line　with　Henry　Sykes　in　'Serrat。　Remember　Henry；　the　CG's　aide？〃
　〃Of　course。〃
　〃I　was　asking　him　to　keep　half　an　eye　on　Tranquility　because　I　had　to　leave　for　a　few　days。　Naturally；　he　knew　that　because　he　had　to　clear　the　U。S。　aircraft　in　here；　and　I　distinctly　recall　his　asking　me　where　I　was　going　and　all　I　said　was　Washington。　It　never　even　occurred　to　me　to　say　anything　about　Tannenbaum's　place；　and　Sykes　didn't　press　me　because　he　obviously　figured　it　had　something　to　do　with　the　horrible　things　that　had　happened。　I　suppose　you　could　say　he's　a　professional　in　these　matters。〃　St。　Jacques　paused；　but　before　Bourne　could　speak　he　uttered　hoarsely；　〃Oh；　my　God！〃
　〃Pritchard；〃　supplied　Jason。　〃He　stayed　on　the　line。〃
　〃Why？　Why　would　he　do　it？〃
　〃You　forget；〃　explained　Bourne。　〃Carlos　bought　your　Crown　governor　and　his　Savonarola　drug　chief。　They　had　to　cost　heavy　money；　he　could　have　bought　Pritchard　for　a　lot　less。〃
　〃No；　you're　wrong；　David。　Pritchard　may　be　a　deluded；　self…inflated　jackass　but　he　wouldn't　turn　on　me　for　money。　It's　not　that　important　in　the　islands…prestige　is。　And　except　when　he　drives　me　up　the　wall；　I　feed　it　to　him；　actually　he　does　a　pretty　damn　good　job。〃
　〃There's　no　one　else；　Bro。〃
　〃There's　also　one　way　to　find　out。　I'm　here；　not　there；　and　I'm　not　about　to　leave　here。〃
　〃What's　your　point？〃
　〃I　want　to　bring　in　Henry　Sykes。　Is　that　all　right　with　you？〃
　〃Do　it。〃
　〃How's　Marie？〃
　〃As　well　as　can　be　expected　under　the　circumstances。　。。。　And；　Johnny；　I　don't　want　her　to　know　a　thing　about　any　of　this；　do　you　understand　me？　When　she　reaches　you；　and　she　will；　just　tell　her　you're　settled　in　and　everything's　okay；　nothing　about　the　move　or　Carlos。〃
　〃I　understand。〃
　〃Everything　is　all　right；　isn't　it？　How　are　the　kids…how's　Jamie　taking　everything？〃
　〃You　may　resent　this；　but　he's　having　a　grand　time；　and　Mrs。　Cooper　won't　even　let　me　touch　Alison。〃
　〃I　don't　resent　either　piece　of　information。〃
　〃Thanks。　What　about　you？　Any　progress？〃
　〃I'll　be　in　touch；〃　said　Bourne；　hanging　up　and　turning　to　Alex。　〃It　doesn't　make　sense；　and　Carlos　always　makes　sense　if　you　look　hard　enough。　He　leaves　me　a　warning　that　drives　me　crazy　with　fear；　but　he　has　no　means　of　carrying　out　his　threat。　What　do　you　make　of　it？〃
　〃The　sense　is　in　driving　you　crazy；〃　replied　Conklin。　〃The　Jackal's　not　going　to　take　on　an　installation　like　Tannenbaum's　sterile　house　long…distance。　That　message　was　meant　to　panic　you　and　it　did。　He　wants　to　throw　you　off　so　you'll　make　mistakes。　He　wants　the　controls　in　his　hands。〃
　〃It's　another　reason　for　Marie　to　fly　back　to　the　States　as　soon　as　possible。　She's　got　to。　I　want　her　inside　a　fortress；　not　having　lunch　out　in　the　open　in　Barbizon。〃
　〃I'm　more　sympathetic　to　that　view　than　I　was　last　night。〃　Alex　was　interrupted　by　the　sound　of　the　door　opening。　Krupkin　walked　into　the　room　carrying　several　puter　printouts。
　〃The　number　you　gave　me　is　disconnected；〃　he　said；　a　slight　hesitancy　in　his　voice。
　〃Who　was　it　connected　to？〃　asked　Jason。
　〃You　will　not　like　this　any　more　than　I　do；　and　I'd　lie　to　you　if　I　could　invent　a　plausible　alternate；　but　I　cannot　and　I　undoubtedly　should　not。　。。。　As　of　five　days　ago　it　was　transferred　from　an　obviously　false　organization　to　the　name　of　Webb。　David　Webb。〃
　Conklin　and　Bourne　stared　in　silence　at　the　Soviet　intelligence　officer；　but　in　that　silence　were　the　unheard　static　cracks　of　high…voltage　electricity。　〃Why　are　you　so　certain　we　won't　like　the　information？〃　asked　Alex　quietly。
　〃My　fine　old　enemy；〃　began　Krupkin；　his　gentle　voice　no　louder　than　Conklin's。　〃When　Mr。　Bourne　came　out　of　that　café　of　horror　with　the　brown　paper　clasped　in　his　hand；　he　was　hysterical。　In　trying　to　calm　him；　to　bring　him　under　control；　you　called　him　David。　。。。　I　now　have　a　name　I　sincerely　wish　I　did　not　possess。〃
　〃Forget　it；〃　said　Bourne。
　〃I　shall　do　my　best　to；　but　there　are　ways…〃
　〃That's　not　what　I　mean；〃　broke　in　Jason。　〃I　have　to　live　with　the　fact　that　you　know　it　and　I'll　manage。　Where　was　that　phone　installed；　the　address？〃
　〃According　to　the　billing　puters；　it's　a　mission　home　run　by　an　organization　called　the　Magdalen　Sisters　of　Charity。　Again　obviously　false。〃
　〃Obviously　not；〃　corrected　Bourne。　〃It　exists。　They　exist。　It's　legitimate　down　to　their　religious　helmets；　and　it's　also　a　usable　drop。　Or　was。〃
　〃Fascinating；〃　mused　Krupkin。　〃So　much　of　the　Jackal's　various　fa？ades　is　tied　to　t