The Bourne Deception - By Robert Ludlum & Eric van Lustbader Page 0,1
distracted, the Russian said. They had agreed on using the pseudonyms Mr. Smith and Mr. Jones in public.
The secretarys head swung around. He was profoundly uncomfortable underground, unlike Karpov who more and more seemed to him like a creature of the dark. Raising his voice to be heard over the rhythmic clangor, he said, Nothing could be farther from the truth, Mr. Jones. Im just taking in with a sightseers bliss the particular atmosphere youve chosen.
The colonel chuckled deep in his throat. You have a droll sense of humor, yes?
You have me entirely.
The colonel laughed out loud. Well see about that, Mr. Smith. Since we do not even know our wives, it seems unlikely we should know our counterparts.
The small hesitation had Halliday wondering whether Karpov was going to say adversaries instead of the neutral word hed chosen. He didnt bother to wonder whether the Russian was aware of his political position, because it didnt matter. All that concerned him was whether the deal about to be proposed would help him.
The trio lurched into another tempo, the secretarys only clue that theyd segued into another selection, and he hunched forward over the too-bitter beer hed hardly touched. No Coors in this joint. Lets get on with it, shall we?
Without delay. Colonel Karpov placed his hands on his golden forearms. The knuckles were scarred and yellow with calluses, which made them look as ridged as the Rockies. I know, Mr. Smith, that I dont have to explain who Jason Bourne is, yes?
At the name Hallidays expression hardened. He felt as if the Russian had sprayed him with Freon. Your point? he said woodenly.
My point, Mr. Smith, is this: I will kill Jason Bourne for you.
Halliday didnt waste time in asking how Karpov knew he wanted Bourne deadthere had been enough NSA activity in Moscow the last month when Bourne was there to make it abundantly clear to a deaf, dumb, and blind man that he was targeted for termination.
Very magnanimous of you, Mr. Jones.
No, sir, not magnanimous. I have my own reasons for wanting him dead.
At this admission the secretary relaxed slightly. All right, lets say you do kill Bourne. What do you want in return?
There was in what anyone else might be termed a twinkle in the colonels eye, but to Halliday, who was still trying to get the measure of him, it seemed as if someone had walked over Bournes grave. Death had winked at him.
I know that look, Mr. Smith. I know youre expecting the worsta high payment. But in exchange for you giving me license to take Bourne out with full immunity against the consequences of collateral disturbance or damage, I want you to eliminate a vexing thorn in my side.
Whom you cant terminate yourself.
Karpov nodded. You have me entirely, Mr. Smith.
The two men laughed at the same time, but their tones were absolutely different.
So. Halliday made a tent of his fingers. Who is the target?
Abdulla Khoury.
The secretarys heart sank. The head of the Eastern Brotherhood? Christ on a crutch, you might as well ask me to assassinate the pope.
Assassinating the pope would do neither of us any good. But killing Abdulla Khoury, well, thats another matter entirely, yes?
Of course, yes. The mans a radical Islamic maniac as well as a menace. Right now hes holding hands with the president of Iran. But the Eastern Brotherhood is a worldwide organization. Khoury has many friends in very high places. The secretary shook his head with a good deal of vehemence. Attempting to terminate him would be political suicide.
Karpov nodded. All this is unquestionably true. But what about the Eastern Brotherhoods terrorist activities?
Halliday snorted. A pipe dream; rumors, at best. No one in our secret services has ever found a scrap of reliable evidence that it has ties to any terrorist organization. And believe me, weve tried.
Of this I have no doubt, which means that you didnt find any evidence of terrorist activity in Professor Specters residence.
Theres no doubt the good professor was a terrorist hunter, but as for allegations he was anything more Halliday shrugged.
A sudden smile wreathed the colonels face, and all at once an unmarked manila envelope was on the table between them. Then youll find this of particular value. As if maneuvering his queen into checkmate position, Karpov slid the envelope over to Halliday.
As the secretary slit open the envelope and scanned the contents, Karpov continued. As you know, FSB-2 is primarily concerned with international drug trafficking.