A/N: It would be nice if you were listening to the Bourne Supremacy or Bourne Ultimatum soundtrack
Disclaimer: I don't own Alpha Delta Juliet Lima. I don't own Bravo Oscar Uniform Romeo November Echo Sierra Uniform Papa Romeo Echo Mike Alpha Charlie Yankee.
Introduction
2 years later…
"Air France Flight 434, turn heading 050. Descend and maintain 2,500. Clear for ILS runway 4 left. Altimeter 29.72. Contact Newark Tower at 118.3."
Newark Airspace
Autopilot: "Glideslope."
"… landing checklist complete." The co-pilot said.
"Air France 434, this is Newark Tower. You're cleared to land."
The plane touches down moments later. The passengers started leaving the plane once the boarding gate was docked. A man in a black coat came out carrying a small bag. He followed the other passengers to the check-out line.
"Your passport please." The check-out lady said. The man then shows his passports. The name read John Kane.
"Welcome to New York."
THE DRAGON SUPREMACY
The man leaves the airport and calls a taxi.
"Where to?" The taxi driver asked. The man takes out a piece of paper. In it was an address.
"No problem."
It was not traffic in New York City since it was still early morning. Still, the place was far and the trip took about an hour. Finally, they reached the address. It was a dirty apartment complex. The neighborhood was not a pleasant place. The man could hear sirens suggesting a crime occurring near by. He enters the building and finds the room of his source. He went to the second floor and sees the room number that was written in the paper. He knocked twice.
"Nobody's here!" The man on the other side said.
"It's me."
The man on the other side opens the door. It was Conklin.
"Bourne. Long time no see."
Bourne did not have amnesia because the Wombosi assassination was successful. Apparently, it was the last straw. He no longer wanted any part of Treadstone. This led Treadstone to make a search for him.
"Are you gonna let me in or am I gonna fight for it?"
Conklin taught of this as a joke and laughed a bit.
"Haven't changed. Have you?" Conklin said.
They were both finally inside the room. Conklin wanted to start the discussion already.
"They're after me Jason."
"Treadstone?" Jason asked as if it was an answer.
"It's more complicated than you think. I've looked at things a lot more differently ever since I was sent on that mission two years ago."
"Discovery?"
"Exactly. I've been wanted ever since. Two months ago, I had a chance to talk to my lead, Pandarus, to find out more about what I'm in. Unfortunately, the CIA was tipped. I never got a chance."
"So what's gonna happen?"
"Abbott is not on to you yet and we need to all the friends we can. I need you to get whatever you can in about Pandarus in whatever means necessary."
"And you?"
"I'll warn an old friend."