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She had envisioned a comfortable living,...
She had envisioned a comfortable living, naturally, but not millions, not the
private jets flying all over the world, from Palm Springs to the South of FranceNor was she
comfortable when her husband?s articles and lectures were used to support causes that struck her as
unrelated or patently unfair; he waved her arguments aside, stating that the cases in point were
legitimate intellectual parallelsAbove everything, she had not shared a bed or a bedroom with her
husband in over six years
She walked into the study, abruptly stopping as he gasped, swerving his head around, his eyes
glazed and filled with alarm
?I?m sorry, I didn?t mean to startle youWhy didn?t you knock? You know how it is when I?m concentratingSomething?s on my mind and I wasn?t http://www.irluxury.com/categorys_3_Monogram-Canvas_1.html" target="_blank thinking
?That?s a contradiction
?Thinking about knocking, I mean
?What?s on your mind,? asked the celebrated attorney as if he doubted his wife had one
?Please don?t be clever with me
?What is it, Edith??
?Where were you last night??
Gates arched his brows in mock surprise?My God, are you suspicious? I told you where I wasIn conference with someone I knew years ago, someone I did not care to have at my
houseIf, at your age, you want confirmation, call the Ritz
Edith Gates was silent for a moment; she simply looked at her husband?My dear,? she said, ?I
don?t give a damn if you had an assignation with the most voluptuous whore in the Combat Zone
Somebody would probably have to give her a few drinks to restore her confidence
?In that department you?re not exactly a stud, http://www.ooluxury.com/scategory_21_Tiffany-Jewelry.html" target="_blank bastard
?Is there a point to this colloquy??
?I think soAbout an hour ago, just before you came home from your office, a man was at the
doorDenise was doing the silver, so I answered itI must say he looked impressive; his clothes
were terribly expensive and his car was a black Porsche??
Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
90
?And?? broke in Gates, lurching forward in the chair, his eyes suddenly wide, rigid
?He said to tell you that le grand professeur owed him twenty thousand dollars and ?he? wasn?t
where he was supposed to be last night, which I assumed was the RitzOh, Christ, he doesn?t understandWhat did you say??
?I didn?t like his language or his attitudeI told him I hadn?t the vaguest idea where you were
He knew I was lying, but there wasn?t anything http://www.enluxury.com/category_27_Chanel-Watches_1.html" target="_blank he could doLying?s something he knows about
?I can?t imagine that twenty thousand is such a problem for you??
?It?s not the money, it?s the method of payment
?For what??
?Nothing
?I believe that?s what you call a contradiction, Randy
?Shut up!?
The telephone rangGates lunged up from the chair and stared at itHe made no move to go to
the desk; instead, he spoke in a guttural voice to his wife?Whoever it is, you tell him I?m not hereI?m away, out of town?you don?t know when I?ll be back
Edith walked over to the phone?It?s your very private line,? she said as she picked it up on the
third ring?The Gates residence,? began Edith, a ploy she had used for years; her friends knew who
it was, others did not matter to her any longerYes? I?m sorry, he?s away and we http://www.ooluxury.com/scategory_9_Louis-Vuitton.html" target="_blank don?t
know when he?ll return Gates?s wife looked briefly at the phone, then hung upShe turned to her
husband?That was the operator in ParisSomeone was calling you, but when I said
you weren?t here, she didn?t even ask where you could be reachedShe simply got off the line?
very abruptly
?Oh, my God!? cried Gates, visibly shakensomething?s gone wrong,
someone lied!? With those enigmatic words the attorney whipped around, and raced across the
room, fumbling in his trousers pocketHe reached a section of the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves
where the center of the chest-high shelf had been converted into a safe-like cupboard, a carved
wooden door superimposed on the brown steelIn panic, as an afterthought stunned him further, he
spun around and screamed at his http://www.ooluxury.com/categorys_94_Chanel-Purse_1.html" target="_blank wife
private jets flying all over the world, from Palm Springs to the South of FranceNor was she
comfortable when her husband?s articles and lectures were used to support causes that struck her as
unrelated or patently unfair; he waved her arguments aside, stating that the cases in point were
legitimate intellectual parallelsAbove everything, she had not shared a bed or a bedroom with her
husband in over six years
She walked into the study, abruptly stopping as he gasped, swerving his head around, his eyes
glazed and filled with alarm
?I?m sorry, I didn?t mean to startle youWhy didn?t you knock? You know how it is when I?m concentratingSomething?s on my mind and I wasn?t http://www.irluxury.com/categorys_3_Monogram-Canvas_1.html" target="_blank thinking
?That?s a contradiction
?Thinking about knocking, I mean
?What?s on your mind,? asked the celebrated attorney as if he doubted his wife had one
?Please don?t be clever with me
?What is it, Edith??
?Where were you last night??
Gates arched his brows in mock surprise?My God, are you suspicious? I told you where I wasIn conference with someone I knew years ago, someone I did not care to have at my
houseIf, at your age, you want confirmation, call the Ritz
Edith Gates was silent for a moment; she simply looked at her husband?My dear,? she said, ?I
don?t give a damn if you had an assignation with the most voluptuous whore in the Combat Zone
Somebody would probably have to give her a few drinks to restore her confidence
?In that department you?re not exactly a stud, http://www.ooluxury.com/scategory_21_Tiffany-Jewelry.html" target="_blank bastard
?Is there a point to this colloquy??
?I think soAbout an hour ago, just before you came home from your office, a man was at the
doorDenise was doing the silver, so I answered itI must say he looked impressive; his clothes
were terribly expensive and his car was a black Porsche??
Robert Ludlum ?? THE BOURNE ULTIMATUM
90
?And?? broke in Gates, lurching forward in the chair, his eyes suddenly wide, rigid
?He said to tell you that le grand professeur owed him twenty thousand dollars and ?he? wasn?t
where he was supposed to be last night, which I assumed was the RitzOh, Christ, he doesn?t understandWhat did you say??
?I didn?t like his language or his attitudeI told him I hadn?t the vaguest idea where you were
He knew I was lying, but there wasn?t anything http://www.enluxury.com/category_27_Chanel-Watches_1.html" target="_blank he could doLying?s something he knows about
?I can?t imagine that twenty thousand is such a problem for you??
?It?s not the money, it?s the method of payment
?For what??
?Nothing
?I believe that?s what you call a contradiction, Randy
?Shut up!?
The telephone rangGates lunged up from the chair and stared at itHe made no move to go to
the desk; instead, he spoke in a guttural voice to his wife?Whoever it is, you tell him I?m not hereI?m away, out of town?you don?t know when I?ll be back
Edith walked over to the phone?It?s your very private line,? she said as she picked it up on the
third ring?The Gates residence,? began Edith, a ploy she had used for years; her friends knew who
it was, others did not matter to her any longerYes? I?m sorry, he?s away and we http://www.ooluxury.com/scategory_9_Louis-Vuitton.html" target="_blank don?t
know when he?ll return Gates?s wife looked briefly at the phone, then hung upShe turned to her
husband?That was the operator in ParisSomeone was calling you, but when I said
you weren?t here, she didn?t even ask where you could be reachedShe simply got off the line?
very abruptly
?Oh, my God!? cried Gates, visibly shakensomething?s gone wrong,
someone lied!? With those enigmatic words the attorney whipped around, and raced across the
room, fumbling in his trousers pocketHe reached a section of the floor-to-ceiling bookshelves
where the center of the chest-high shelf had been converted into a safe-like cupboard, a carved
wooden door superimposed on the brown steelIn panic, as an afterthought stunned him further, he
spun around and screamed at his http://www.ooluxury.com/categorys_94_Chanel-Purse_1.html" target="_blank wife
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