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    Monday, January 3rd, 2011
    12:06 pm
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    “What are you talking about?”
    “The white robe, lad! It had to be Binky’s—the couple across the hall we’re traveling with—he
    must have copped it from that lovely Beau-Rivage in LausanneThe rotten theft is bad enough, but
    to have given it to that swine is unforgivable!”
    In seconds, Jason had grabbed the Jackal’s weapon and crashed his way into the room across the
    hall, immediately knowing that “Binky” deserved more admiration than the brigadier afforded him
    He lay on the floor bleeding from knife wounds across his stomach and throat
    “I can’t reach anyone!” screamed the woman with thinning gray hair; she was on her knees
    above the victim, weeping hysterically“He fought like a madman—somehow he knew men omega watch that priest
    wouldn’t fire his gun!”
    “Hold the skin together wherever you can,” yelled Bourne, looking over at the telephoneIt was
    intact! He ran to it, and instead of calling the front desk or the operator, he dialed the numbers for
    the suite
    “Krupkin?” cried Alex
    “No, me! First: Carlos is on the staircase—the hallway I went into! Second: a man’s cut up,
    same hallway, seventh door on the right! HurryI’ve got a clear line to the office
    “Where the hell is the KGB team?”
    “They just got hereKrupkin called only seconds ago from the lobby—it’s why I thought you
    were—”
    “I’m going to the staircase!”
    “For God’s sake, why?”
    “Because he’s mine!”
    Jason raced to the door, offering no words of comfort for the oyster rolex hysterical wife; he could not
    summon themHe crashed his way through the exit door, the Jackal’s weapon in his handHe
    started down the staircase, suddenly hearing the sound of his own shoes; he stopped on the seventh
    step and removed both, and then his ankle-length socksThe cool surface of the stone on his feet
    somehow reminded him of the jungles, flesh against the cold morning underbrush; for some
    abstract, foolish memory he felt more in command of his fears—the jungles were always the friend
    of Delta One
    Floor by floor he descended, following the inevitable rivulets of blood, larger now, no longer to
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    applied such pressure, once at the fifth-floor and again at the third-floor hallway doors, only to be
    followed by streaks of dark red, as he could not manipulate the exterior locks without the security
    keys
    The second floor, then the first, there were no more! Carlos was trapped! Somewhere in the
    shadows below was the death of the killer who would set him free! Silently, Bourne removed a
    book of Metropole matches from his pocket; he huddled against the concrete wall, tore out a single
    match and, cupping his hands, fired the packetHe threw it over the railing, the weapon in his hand
    ready to explode with continuous rounds of bullets at anything that moved below!
    There was nothing—nothing! The cement floor earrings chanel was empty—there was no one there!
    Impossible! Jason raced down the last flight of steps and pounded on the door to the lobby
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    393
    “Shto?” yelled a Russian inside“Kto tam?”
    “I’m an American! I’m working with the KGB! Let me in!”
    “Shto ?”
    “I understand,” shouted another voice“And, please, you understand that many guns are directed
    at you when I open the doorIt is understand?”
    “Understand!” shouted Bourne, at the last second remembering to drop Carlos’s weapon on the
    concrete floor
    “Da!” said the Soviet police officer, instantly correcting himself as he spotted the machine pistol
    at Jason’s feet
    “Nye za shto?” said a breathless Krupkin, urging his heavyset body gucci for sale for
    5:59 am
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    @@@@@Not in the Tribune, not in the Sarasota
    or Venice papers, eitherSo maybe it was just a
    storyHell, maybe all that stuff about her father
    storing Dave Davis's whiskey on Duma Key was just
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    a story, tooI'd've bet money on Aggie
    Winterborn's memoryAnd Elizabeth had a look on
    her face when I asked her about it
    "What kind of look?"
    "An I'm-not-telling-you lookBut all that's a
    long time ago, much booze under the bridge since,
    and you can't ask her about it now, can you? Not
    if she's as bad as you say
    "No, but maybe she'll come backWireman says she
    has before
    "We'll hope," Mary said"She's a rarity, you know
    Florida's full of old people - they don't call it
    God's waiting room for nothing - but precious few
    of em grew up hereThe Suncoast Elizabeth
    remembers - remembered - really was another
    FloridaNot the hurry-scurry sprawl we have now,
    with the domed stadiums and the turnpikes going
    everywhere, and not the one I grew up in, eitherMacDonald Florida, back when
    people in Sarasota still knew their neighbors and
    the Tamiami Trail was a honky-tonkBack then
    people sometimes still came home from church to
    find alligators in their swimming pools and
    bobcats rooting in their trash
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    She was actually very drunk, I realizedbut
    that didn't make her uninteresting
    "The Florida Elizabeth and her sisters grew up in
    was the one that existed after the Indians were
    gone but before old MrWhite Man had fully
    consholconsolidated his holdYour little
    island would have looked very different to you
    I've seen the picturesIt was cabbage palms
    covered in strangler fig and gumbo limbo and slash
    pine inland; it was liveoak and mangrove in the
    few places the ground was wetThere was Cherokee
    bean and inkberry low on the ground, but none of
    that jungle shit that's growing out there no
    Sunday, January 2nd, 2011
    12:06 pm
    @@@@@Colorful old geezer who walks everyplace
    @@@@@Colorful old geezer who walks
    everyplace with this gnarled briarwood cane,
    almost as tall as he is, and a big straw hat on
    his headHis father, Ellis Shannington, was John
    Eastlake's gardenerAccording to Chris, it was
    Ellis who took Maria and Hannah, Elizabeth's two
    older sisters, back to the Braden School ten days
    652
    or so after the drowningHe said, 'Those chirrun
    were heartbroken for the babby-uns'"
    Wireman's imitation of the old man's southern
    accent was eerily good, and I found myself for
    some reason thinking of the Walrus and the
    Carpenter again, walking up the beach with the
    little OystersThe only part of the poem I could
    remember clearly was the Carpenter telling them
    they'd had a pleasant run, but of course the
    Oysters couldn't answer, for they'd been eaten -
    every one
    "Do you want to hear this now?" Wireman asked
    "Have you got time to tell me now?"
    "SureAnnmarie's got the duty until seven,
    although as a matter of practical fact, we share
    it most daysWhy don't we walk up to the house?
    I've got a fileThere isn't much in it, but
    there's at least one picture that's worth looking
    atChris Shannington had it in a box of his
    father's thingsI walked up to the Casey Key
    Public Library with him and copied it
    "It's a picture of Heron's Roost
    "As it was back then, you mean?"
    653
    We had started to stroll back up the boardwalk,
    but Wireman stopped"No, amigo, you misunderstand
    I'm talking about the original Heron's RoostEl
    Palacio is the second Roost, built almost twentyfive
    years after the little girls drownedBy then,
    John Eastlake's ten or twenty million had grown to
    a hundred and fifty million or soWar Is Good
    Business, Invest Your Son
    "Vietnam protest movement, 1969," I said"Often
    seen in tandem with A Woman Needs a Man Like a
    Fish Needs a Bicycle
    "Good, amigo," Wireman saidHe waved a hand
    toward the riotous greenery that began just south
    of us"The first Heron's Roost was out there,
    back when the world was young and flappers said
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    5:59 am
    @@@@@Just look at your dadHe makes a lot of
    @@@@@Just look at your dadHe makes a lot of money, and he still can't pay his billsMost people, given more money, only get into more debt
    "So that's why the 10 cents an hour," I said, smiling"It's a part of the lesson
    "That's right," smiled rich dad"You see, your dad went to school and got an excellent education, so he could get a high-paying jobBut he still has money problems because he never learned anything about money at schoolOn top of that, he believes in working for money
    "And you don't?" I asked
    "No, not really," said rich dad"If you want to learn to work for money, then stay in schoolThat is a great place to learn to do thatBut if you want to learn how to have money work for you, then I will teach you thatBut only if you want to learn
    "Wouldn't everyone want to learn that" I asked"Simply because it's easier to learn to work for money, especially if fear is your primary emotion when the subject of money is discussed
    "I don't understand," I said with a frown
    "Don't worry about that for nowJust know that it's fear that keeps most people working at a jobThe fear of not paying their billsThe fear of being firedThe fear of not having enough moneyThe fear of
    starting overThat's the price of studying to learn a profession or trade, and then working for money
    Saturday, January 1st, 2011
    12:14 pm
    @@@@@ Rich dad sat quietly, letting his words
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    Rich dad sat quietly, letting his words sink inMike and I heard what he said, but really did not understand fully what he was talking aboutI just knew that I often wondered why grownups hurried off to workIt did not seem like much fun, and they never looked that happy, but something kept them hurrying off to work
    Realizing we had absorbed as much as possible of what he was talking about, rich dad said, "I want you boys to avoid that trapThat is really what I want to teach youNot just to be rich, because being rich does not solve the problem
    "It doesn't?" I asked, surprisedLet me finish the other emotion, which is desireSome call it greed, but I prefer desireIt is perfectly normal to desire something better, prettier, more fun or excitingSo people also work for money because of desireThey desire money for the joy they think it can buyBut the joy that money brings is often short lived, and they soon need more money for more joy, more pleasure, more comfort, more securitySo they keep working, thinking money will soothe their souls that is troubled by fear and desireBut money cannot do that
    "Even rich people?" Mike asked
    "Rich people included," said rich dad"In fact, the reason many rich people are rich is not because of desire but because of fearThey actually think that money can eliminate that fear of not having money, of being poor, so they amass tons of it only tofind out the fear gets worseThey now fear losing itI have friends who keep working even though they have plentyI know people who have millions who are more afraid now than when they were poorThey're terrified of losing all their moneyThe fears that drove them to get rich got wors
    5:59 am
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    @@@@@ He took Wilson's blanket, spread it out smoothly on top of his poncho, and then laid the poles along each side, parallel and about four feet apartHe flipped the blanket and poncho over each pole, and then they began rolling it up like a scroll, tightening it as much as possibleThe struts were notched at each end, and when the poles were about twenty inches apart, he slipped the struts in place, one at each end, about six inches from the tipsThen he took his belt and Wilson's and lashed them in a loop about each strut to make it secureWhen he had done he picked up the stretcher and dropped it againIt held together, but he was not satisfied"Give me the belt to your pants," he told themHe worked busily for a few minutes and when he had done, the stretcher was a rectangle formed by the two poles and the two struts, with the blanket and poncho substituting for a canvasUnderneath them, the belts were fastened diagonally like stays to keep the stretcher poles from shearing"I think that oughta hold," he mutteredHe frowned and looked up to see most of the platoon gathered in a circle about Roth
    Roth was completely absorbed in the birdEach time it would open its tiny beak and try to bite his finger, he would feel a protective pangIts jaws were so weakIts entire body would flutter and vibrate from the effort, and yet there was hardly any pressure at all on his fingerIn his hand, its body was warm with a delicate musky odor, reminiscent of face powderDespite himself he would bring the bird up to his nose and sniff it, touching his lips against its soft feathersIts eyes were so bright and alertRoth had fallen in love with the bird immediatelyAnd all the frustrated affection he had stored for months seemed to pour out toward the birdHe fondled it, breathed its bouquet, examined its injured wing, filled with tenderness toward itHe felt exactly the same joy he knew when his child had plucked at the hairs on his chestAnd back of it, not quite conscious, he was also enjoying the interest of the men who had crowded around him to lookFor once he was the focus of attention
    He could not have picked a worse time to antagonize C
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    6:07 am
    @@@@@"But we don't need clean hands," Michael
    @@@@@"But we don't need clean hands,"
    Michael argued, "we're going to the cowshed to play with the pigs
    "Pigs live in the pigpen," said tiny Peg with a self-important air
    "Don't they, Maureen?" Scarlett was shockedIn her world, children
    never called adults by their first nameBut Maureen seemed to find it
    nothing out of the ordinary"They live in the pigpen if no one lets
    them out," she said with a wink"You weren't thinking of taking the
    piglets out of the pen to play with, now, were you?"
    Michael and his sisters laughed as if Maureen's joke was the funniest
    thing they'd ever heardThen they ran through the kitchen to the
    back
    door that led into a large yard shared by all the housesScarlett's
    eyes took in the glowing coals on the hearth, the shiny copper of the
    tea kettle on the crane, and the pans hanging above the mantel
    Funny,
    she'd thought she would never set foot in a kitchen again once the bad
    days at Tara were overBut this was differentIt was a place to
    live, a happy place to be, not just the room where food was prepared
    and dishes washedShe wished she could stayThe static beauty of
    her grandfather's drawing room made her shiver inside when she
    thought
    of itBut she belonged in a drawing room, not a kitchenShe was a
    lady, accustomed to servants and luxuryShe drained her cup
    hurriedly
    and put it down in its saucer"You've saved my life, Maureen,
    I thought I'd go crazy if I had to stay with my auntsBut I've really
    got to go back nowYou haven't even had your cakeI'm told my cakes are
    worth eating Helen and Mary Kate edged up to their mother's chair,
    empty plates in hand"Take a piece, then, but not all of itThe
    little ones will be in soon
    Scarlett began to pull on her gl
    Thursday, December 30th, 2010
    12:06 pm
    @@@@@It's a matter of supreme indifference to me
    @@@@@It's a matter of
    supreme indifference to me He closed his eyes, dismissing her from
    his sight and his attentionScarlett refrained with difficulty from
    slamming the door when she left the roomWhat a horrid old man!
    Still, she had gotten what she wantedShe smiled at her aunts
    "Everything's all right," she saidFor the remainder of the morning,
    and all afternoon Scarlett cheerfully went along with her aunts to
    leave their cards at the houses of all their friends and acquaintances
    in Savannah they hand-lettered in the lower left corner
    "Pour prendre conget take leave The custom had never beon
    observed
    in Atlanta, but in the older cities of coastal Georgia and South
    Carolina, it was a required ritual
    Scarlett thought it a great waste of time to inform people you were
    leavingEspecially when, only a handful of days earlier, her aunts
    had worn themselves out leaving cards at the same houses to inform
    the
    same people that they had arrivedShe was sure that most of those
    people hadn't bothered to leave cards at the Robillard house
    Certainly there had been no callersOn Saturday she insisted on
    going
    to the train depot with them, and she saw to it that Pansy put their
    valises exactly where they wanted them, in full view so that no one
    could steal themShe kissed their papery wrinkled cheeks, returned
    to
    the busy platform, and waved goodbye while the train chugged out of
    the
    station"We'll stop at the bakery on Broughton Street before we go
    back to the house," she told the driver of the rented carriageIt was
    still a long time until dinnerShe sent Pansy to the kitchen to order
    a pot of coffee and then took off her hat and glovesHow lovely and
    quiet the house was with the aunts goneBut that was definitely a
    film of dust on the hall tableShe'd have to have a few words with
    JeromeThe other servants, too, if necessaryShe wasn't going to
    have things looking shabby when Rhett arrivedAs if he'd read her
    mind, Jerome appeared behind her
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    “To get there we have to pass through ‘England’ and ‘France I don’t suppose it matters much,
    but I don’t speak FrenchDo you?”
    “French fluently, Spanish acceptablyAnything else?”
    “Maybe you’d better drive
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    The Jackal braked the huge fuel truck at the “West German” border; it was as far as he intended
    to goThe remaining northernmost areas of “Scandinavia” and “The Netherlands” were the lesser
    satellites; the impact of their destruction was not comparable to that of the lower compounds and
    the time element spared themEverything was timing now, and “West Germany” would initiate the
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    tunic beneath, and as the guard came out of the gatehouse Carlos spoke in Russian, using the same
    words he had used at every other crossing
    “Don’t ask me to speak the stupid language you talk hereI deliver petrol, I don’t spend time in
    classrooms! Here’s my key
    “I barely speak it myself, comrade,” said the guard, laughing as he accepted the small, flat, cardlike
    object and inserted it into the computerized machineThe heavy iron barrier arced up into the
    vertical position; the guard returned the key and the Jackal sped through into a miniaturized “West
    Berlin
    He raced through the narrow replica of the Kurfürstendamm to the Budapesterstrasse, where he
    slowed down and pulled out cartier love the petcock releaseThe fuel flowed into the streetHe then reached
    into the open duffel bag on the seat beside him, ripped out the small pretimed plastique explosives
    and, as he had done throughout the southern compounds to the border of “France,” hurled them
    through the lowered windows on both sides of the truck into the foundations of the wooden
    buildings he thought most flammableHe sped into the “Munich” sector, then to the port of
    “Bremerhaven” on the river, and finally into “Bonn” and the scaled-down versions of the embassies
    in “Bad Godesberg,” flooding the streets, distributing the explosivesHe looked at his watch; it was
    time to head backHe had barely fifteen minutes before Gucci Clutches the first detonations took place in all of
    “West Germany,” followed by the explosions in the combined compounds of “Italy-Greece,”
    “Israel-Egypt” and “Spain-Portugal,” each spaced eight minutes apart, timed to create maximum
    chaos
    There was no way the individual fire brigades could contain the flaming streets and buildings in
    the disparate sectors of their compounds north of “France Others would be ordered in from
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
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    simple formula for cosmic confusion, the cosmos being the false universe of NovgorodThe border
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    that was Ilich Ramirez Sanchez—brought into the world of terror as Carlos the Jackal by the errors
    of that same Novgorod—had to be in “Paris Not his Paris, but the hated Novgorod’s “Paris,” and
    he would burn it to the ground in ways the maniacs of the Third Reich never dreamed ofThen
    would come “England,” and finally, ultimately, the largest compound in the despised, isolated,
    illusionist Novgorod, where he would leave his triumphant message—the “United States of
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    Wednesday, December 29th, 2010
    12:06 pm
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    dropped his weapon on the gravel, gripped the grenade in his right hand, pulled the pin, grabbed the
    5 with his left hand and lurched off the ground, racing forwardRoughly thirty feet from the car
    he dived back down into the gravel, turned sideways and heaved the grenade under the
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    face, curling his body into the smallest mass he could manage
    The explosion was deafening, the lethal debris joining the whirling beams of the searchlights in
    the night sky, fragments of metal and glass stinging Jason’s back and legsMove, move! screamed
    the voice in his mind’s ears as he lurched to his knees, then to his feet in the smoke and fire of the
    burning automobileAs he did so the gravel erupted all around him; he zigzagged wildly toward the
    protection of the nearest vehicle, a square-shaped vanHe was hit twice, in his shoulder and thigh!
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    “You’re no match for me, Jason Bourne!” screamed Carlos the Jackal, his automatic weapon on
    rapid fire“You never were! You are a pretender, a fraud!”
    “So be it,” roared Bourne“Then come and get me!” Jason raced to the driver’s door, yanked it
    open, then ran to the back of the vehicle where he crouched, his face to the edge, his Colt 5
    angled straight up next to his cheekWith a final hissing expulsion, the flare beyond the fence
    burned itself out as the Jackal stopped his continuous fireCarlos faced the
    open door, unsure, indecisive Metal against metal; a gun barrel was rammed
    against the door, slamming it shutNow!
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    stopped! They stopped, the explosions replaced by a sickening, jamming click as the round in the
    chamber failed to ejectCarlos lurched to the ground for his weapon, his left arm limp and bleeding
    but his right hand still strong, clutching the gun like the claw of a crazed animal
    Bourne whipped his bayonet out of its scabbard- and sprang forward, slicing the blade down
    toward the Jackal’s forearmHe was too late! Carlos held the weapon! Jason lunged up, his left
    hand clasping the hot barrel—hold on, hold on! You can’t let it go! Twist it! Clockwise! Use the
    bayonet—no, don’t! Drop it! Use both hands! The purse louis vuitton conflicting commands clashed in his head,
    madnessHe had no breath, no strength; his eyes could not focus—the shoulderLike Bourne
    himself, the Jackal was wounded in his right shoulder!
    Hold on! Reach the shoulder but hold on! With a last, gasping final surge, Bourne shot up and
    crashed Carlos back into the side of the van, pummeling the wounded areaThe Jackal screamed,
    dropping the weapon, then kicked it under the vehicle
    Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
    434
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    skull seemed suddenly split in twoThen he realized that he had done it to himself! He had slipped
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    "Her bathing suitLook familiar to you?"
    "I can't see very much, just the topElizabeth's
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