Jason's interrogation at the airport. Supremacy.
Jason may have been silent, his eyes elsewhere, but he was concentrating on the questions he was being asked. Assessing them.
None of the questions made him particularly cautious, none sent up warning flags. He raised his head when the phone rang, and listened carefully to the conversation.
One, simple movement. A hand, reaching slowly for a gun.
The average person would have missed it, but Jason Bourne was not an average person.
That simple movement triggered his defense, and before he could even think about his own actions, both the guard and the interrogator where lying on the floor unconscious.
For a moment, Jason marveled at how easy it all was.
