Ultimatum, after Simon Ross is killed in Waterloo
Silence.
Not the clicking of keyboards, not frantic words shouted into an earpiece-
Nothing. Just silence.
Vosen put his head in his hands. 'Oh…shit…' They'd killed the wrong man. They'd been so convinced it was Bourne behind that godamn door, but then-
He snapped back into focus like someone had flipped a switch. As monumental a screw-up as this was, simply standing there berating himself for it wouldn't help.
'Get the asset out of there,' he barked, ignoring the dozens of monitors that all showed just how big of a mess they'd made.
'What about Bourne?'
'Get him out of there NOW!'
The room sprang to life again, and Vosen turned away. The last thing he needed to concentrate on was what a fucking threat Jason Bourne was turning out to be.