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azim78lenk ([info]azim78lenk) wrote,
@ 2010-05-18 09:35:00

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They dine in their clubs in Knightsbridge, smoke...
They dine in their clubs in Knightsbridge, smoke their odious pipes, play the innocents, and
send us defectors trained at the Old Vic
“They’ve had their gaps,” said Conklin defensively
“More so in their high-dudgeon revelations than in reality, AlekseiYou’ve been away too long
We’ve both lost more than they have in that department, but they can cope with public
embarrassment—we haven’t learned that time-honored traitWe bury our ‘gaps,’ as you put it; we
try too hard for that respectability which too often eludes usThen, I suppose, we’re historically
young by comparison Krupkin again switched back into Russian“Moray, come in, please! I’m
reaching the end of the spectrumWhere are tiffany and co earrings you, Moray?”
“Stop there, comrade!” came the metallic voice over the loudspeakerCan
you hear me?”
“You sound like a castrato but I can hear you
“This must be Comrade Krupkin—”
“Were you expecting the pope? Who’s this?”
“Orlov
“Good! You know what you’re doing
“I hope you do, Dimitri
“Why do you say that?”
Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
397
“Your insufferable orders to do nothing, that’s whyWe’re two kilometers away from the
building—I drove up through the grass on a small hill—and we have the vehicle in sightIt’s
parked in the lot and the suspect’s inside
“What building? What hill? You tell me nothing
“The Kubinka Armory
Hearing this, Conklin bolted forward in the cartier for women seat“Oh, my God!” he cried
“What is it?” asked Bourne
“He reached an armory Alex saw the frown of confusion on Jason’s face“Over here armories
are a hell of a lot more than enclosed parade grounds for legionnaires and reservistsThey’re
serious training quarters and warehouses for weapons
“He wasn’t heading for Odintsovo,” broke in Krupkin“The armory’s farther south, on the
outskirts of the town, another four or five kilometersHe’s been there before
“Those places must have tight security,” said Bourne“He can’t just walk inside
“He already has,” corrected the KGB officer from Paris
“I mean into restricted areas—like storerooms filled with weapons
“That’s what concerns me,” went on rolex gmt master ii replica Krupkin, fingering the microphone in his hand“Since he’s
been there before—and he obviously has—what does he know about the installation who does he
know?”
“Get on a radio patch, call the place and have him stopped, held!” insisted Jason
“Suppose I reach the wrong person, or suppose he already has weapons and we set him off?
With one phone call, one hostile confrontation or even the appearance of a strange automobile,
there could be wholesale slaughter of several dozen men and womenWe saw what he did at the
Metropole, in the VavilovaHe’s lost all control; he’s utterly mad
“Dimitri,” came the metallic Soviet voice over the radio speaking Russian“Something’s
happeningThe man just came gucci bags for ladies out of a side door with a burlap sack and is heading for the car
Comrade, I’m not sure it’s the same manIt probably is, but there’s something different about him
“What do you mean? The clothes?”
“No, he’s wearing a dark suit and his right arm is in a black sling as before yet he’s moving
more rapidly, his pace firmer, his posture erect
“You’re saying he does not appear to be wounded, yes?”
“I guess that’s what I’m saying, yes
“He could be faking it,” said Conklin“That son of a bitch could be taking his last breath and
convince you he’s ready for a marathon
“For what purpose, Aleksei? Why any pretense at all?”
“I don’t know, but if your man in that car can see him, he can see the fake hermes ca


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