Chapter 30

They followed David to his one room bedroom, sitting on the bed or chair. Lady and Shadow sniffed his bed, recognizing his scent, and laid down.

He spent the next hour explaining his life, from being a captain in the U.S. Army, a Green Beret, and on. “The troops under my command nicknamed me Spider, as in spider web, because of my last name.”

Their eyes widened, looking at him or the other as he went on to tell them about becoming an assassin, to kill people for the government. He didn’t describe how he killed each one. “The CIA referred to us as assets, I guess to be used, then disposed of if necessary.”

Rita felt compassion for the man she loves, making physical contact, rubbing his back, and taking his hand in hers as he described the circumstances of his being shot twice in the back.

“I like to kiss your bullet scars when we fuck.”

He went on to mention that he woke up with total amnesia, but a capsule inbedded in his hip revealed he had a Swiss bank account. “I found money, passports for several countries, and a gun, and my name was Jason Bourne.” He added that he befriended a woman named Marie, who became innocently involved in his attempts to discover his recent past.

He didn’t want to put her life in danger, and it was best for them to separate. He was able to discover the details of a CIA black ops organization called Operation Treadstone and its successor, Blackbriar.

“Some time later, I was able to track down Marie, who, strangely enough, operated a scooter rental shop in Greece. She would rent out the scooters, and I’d do the maintenance on them.”

“Two years later, we were living a quiet life in Goa, India.”

“Is she the girlfriend you’d mentioned to me before?” Rita asked.

“Yes.”

“Did you ever marry her?”

“No, I don’t know why.”

“I didn’t know how much the CIA was looking for me. I’d find out later that a Russian Secret Service agent framed me for a bombing and murder. The Russian somehow tracked me down in Goa, shot and killed Marie, and I escaped.”

“I left for Naples with my money and passports, trying to find out why the CIA wanted me dead. I figured I’d use myself as bait and was arrested using my Jason Bourne passport.”

He went on to explain his trickery in listening to a phone call from a woman named, Pamela Landy. She was the Deputy Director of the CIA. He listened to her call with a CIA agent, learning he was indeed framed for recent killings.

“I followed Pam Landy to a CIA office in Berlin, where, using a scope on an old makeshift rifle, I was able to see her through a window from an adjacent roof top. I called her, asking why she was after me. She said I killed two people. I thought she was referring to a husband and wife I had killed earlier. She was referring to me killing two CIA agents, which I didn’t, plus the theft of twenty million dollars.”

“I can imagine the scrambling that took place in that office when I said to Pam, she should get some rest; you look tired.”

He said he discovered there was so much corruption at high levels in the CIA and other agencies. He found out about a female agent; he was confused as to who ran Operation Treadstone and was told it was a man named Abbott, not Conklin, as he suspected. He didn’t know he had gained an ally in Pam Landy, who was beginning to believe he was framed.

He was having flashbacks about a double murder and visited the hotel where it happened. He had killed a man named Neski and his wife to make it look like a murder-suicide.

He broke into Abbott’s hotel room in Berlin and recorded a conversation between him and a man named Gretkov. Abbott and Gretkov were the ones who stole the twenty million from the CIA black fund. Abbott also confessed that he was the one who ordered him killed; his girlfriend was not the intended target. Also, the Russian agent, Kirill, killed the agents, planted his fingerprints, and was the one who shot and killed Marie.

Abbott committed suicide, and David sent the recorded conversation to Pam Landy.

He traveled to Moscow, intending to see the daughter of the couple he had killed on a mission gone wrong. Always on the lookout, David and Kirill spoted each other, and while fleeing, David was shot in the shoulder, and escaping, he stole a taxi. Kirill pursued him through the Russian traffic. He had to do some high-risk maneuvers to avoid Kirill, and inside a tunnel, he shot out several tires, forcing him to crash into a median divider. The crash had killed him, and David limped away, battered and bruised.