The Bourne Identity
“"No, it isn't," he said. "With each step I've been afraid, afraid of the things I've learned. Now, at the end, I'm more frightened than ever. If I'm not Jason Bourne, who am I really?
What have I left back there? Has that occurred to you?" "In all its ramifications, my darling. In a way, I'm far more afraid than you. But I don't think that can stop us. I wish to God it could, but I know it can't." The attache at the American Embassy on the avenue Gabriel walked into the office of the First Secretary and closed the door. The man at the desk looked up.
"You're sure it's him?" "I'm only sure he used the key words," said the attache, crossing to the desk, a red-bordered index card in his hand. "Here's the flag," he continued, handing the card to the First Secretary. "I've checked off the words he used, and if that flag's accurate, I'd say he's genuine." The man behind the desk studied the card. "When did he use the name Treadstone?" "Only after I convinced him that he wasn't going to ...talk with anyone in U.MoreLess
What have I left back there? Has that occurred to you?" "In all its ramifications, my darling. In a way, I'm far more afraid than you. But I don't think that can stop us. I wish to God it could, but I know it can't." The attache at the American Embassy on the avenue Gabriel walked into the office of the First Secretary and closed the door. The man at the desk looked up.
"You're sure it's him?" "I'm only sure he used the key words," said the attache, crossing to the desk, a red-bordered index card in his hand. "Here's the flag," he continued, handing the card to the First Secretary. "I've checked off the words he used, and if that flag's accurate, I'd say he's genuine." The man behind the desk studied the card. "When did he use the name Treadstone?" "Only after I convinced him that he wasn't going to ...talk with anyone in U.MoreLess
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