LEGACY
CH: 14- Bits And Pieces
Fred Klein sat silent for a moment or so not moving at all. The staff member had left the office a moment ago leaving him alone and lost in the thoughts after hearing the news. This was happening and he had finally found that he had a granddaughter. Twenty-four years had passed and he had known nothing about her at all. Now, he knew he had finally found her and he had kept the promise to his daughter that he will find his granddaughter. Opening the shelf of his desk he pulled out a picture of his daughter the only child he loved and lost. The picture of a young woman in her early twenties with hair shade of the burning copper and eyes that were the unnatural shade of green emeralds. Snow white skin, slightly high cheekbones and lush lips she was indeed a woman the turn any man wild just by looking at her.
Any man might wanted her but she had gave her heart to only one man, a man known as Cain or as Klein might know him as Jason Bourne that he was now. The assassin who had her for one night stand and then walked away from her life. Soon, Fred realized that she was pregnant and told her to give the child away which she did only to be killed by the sniper. She was hit in the head and as for the child, the little girl was taken away and adopted by someone else and named Marie Helene. Now after the twenty four years of the silence and the pain he had been put through since Iris had died, he felt so devastated when he had found he was there for his daughter, worse for his granddaughter was not known to him until now. Finally all the years of the search had finally paid off and he finally found out that his granddaughter's whereabouts and that she was a daughter of the late French Vice Minster. He headed to visit the grave of his daughter for the body was brought back home and buried at the American soil, no matter Iris was born in Paris France and had the French citizenship at the birth. Iris was born of his mistress out of the wedlock. Klein did not care as much about his one time mistress, but it was his daughter that he loved more than anything on the world was.
Zurich, the day was more than a gray one as they had arrived to the city. Marie had slept very little that night in the train and she was tired and her eyes had the large cushions under them. Jason had let her asleep most at the way to the city and she did but she had very little rest on the end. They had been on the run now close to the three weeks and so far he was aware it was only a matter of the time before every city of the Europe had learned about him, Jason Bourne. Once they had settled in the hotel, he left her to have some decant sleep as he took the shower and changed. Marie on other hand found herself covered with his coat when he thought that she had fell asleep and once more she allowed her hand wondered inside of the pockets. She found nothing in the left pocket but in his right she found a smooth looking object. Pulling it out she realized it was a picture and she turned it around and gazed at the photo that presented her father and some other unknown woman embracing him and this woman was not her mother at all. Who was this woman she wondered and hearing the footsteps she put it the way she had found it that Jason was about to come out and she put it away and lied down and closed her eyes like she was still asleep. The footfall stopped at her side of the bed and a hand came down shaking her gently to wake up. She slowly stirred and opened her eyes and looked up seeing Jason before her watching her from above a small smile was at his lips.
"How long I have been asleep?" she asked as she sat up pushing the coat away the picture was still her on her mind but she dared not to ask anything about that until the right time but not now. "How about you? Did you have any sleep at all?"
"Couple hours, I had let you sleep since the ride on that train was away too noisy to get some rest. Do not worry about me I have rested more than enough." She knew he had not slept at all whole night at the train as they traveled to Zurich and felt sorry for him for some reason not allowing him have some sleep when he should.
Jason seemed that she was frowning at his answer and after all she was his own blood and that was no lie after all and he knew could not fool her at all. Marie was about to ask about the girl on the picture but did not instead remained even quieter as usual. Then the silence was broken by the knock at the door and Jason let her and walked toward the door to answer whoever it was knocking. He kept his gun close to himself hidden in the shadows next to his body was ready to use it at any sight of the danger.
"Who is it?" he asked on the quick German and the voice replied on the other side of the door.
"Room service," the voice was male one repeating back on German as well." The lady had ordered the dinner to be delivered to the room."
"One moment," Jason turned around to look at Marie who blushed immediately caught in the act." You did this?"
"Yes I had so we can eat here in the room instead going out and be seen," she admitted and then Jason turned back at the door, opening it only at the few inches so he could see the hotel stuff member standing at the door with the cart that had the dinner for the two and the bottle of the wine.
"You can leave the cart right by the door" Jason replied and handled him the money and making sure that the boy was gone he rolled the cart into the room closing the door behind him. "What were you thinking? We could be easily reported here if they know that were are here in the hotel and being looked by the police?"
"I am sorry but I could not wait I was way too hungry and I am sure you are hungry as well and we will talk about this alter once we are eaten." And with that Marie picked up her plate removing the cover and dig in the meal following with the glass of the wine as well. "Come one, eat we will have a time to worry but not now on the empty stomach and I know you are hungry so dig in and end of the story. Come one, Bourne I know you are hungry, get on with the meal."
Mean time the room service boy had not returned back to the kitchen, as he should, instead he removed his uniform and reached for the cell phone calling someone. As the voice on the other side answered, he spoke:
"Get me Pamela Lindy please." And waited a moment and soon the line was picked up.
"Pamela here," the CIA agent answered and the man on other line answered.
"I had found him, Bourne is here in the hotel with the girl she does not seem to be at any harm."
"Of course not he would not harm her even if he wanted it to. Follow him whenever he is going and what is he doing but make sure that he does not see you and if he does he might easily eliminate you away no question asked. I will make a plan so that we could react and take the girl away when is the right time. Stay on the guard." And then Pamela hung up and the man walked way from the hotel keeping his eye on the window of the room number 342.
Jason and Marie ate in the silence and shared the wine as well and then she began to function again and he knew it was a time to ask her once again, but instead she did before he did taking him off the guard by the question, that he hardly expected her that she was actually asking him but she did on the end.
"Have you ever loved someone else after my mother?" Inside of him David protested he wanted to answer dealing with Marie but Bourne blocked him out completely.
"Yes I had loved your mother but I am married as well now. She is a wonderful woman and I am sure you will like her too when you meet her."
"It would not be the same as being with my mother." She answered and Jason felt the grasp the anger taking over.
"Your mother had passed away and she had left you as the reminder to me that she is living through you and you should be proud of that. You are my daughter and you should respect who ever I am with no matter it is no longer your real mother. "He looked at her brown eyes and he was sure that he was seeing the grasps of the anger in them no mater she was trying to hide it.
"I begin to wonder that you even do not want me in your life no matter what and that I am only a burden to you being here to begin with." She muttered under her breath looking a way from him as she sipped her wine.
"You are not a burden to me at all, I know that this seem so strange to you for you are my daughter and that you are here in this crazy world where are still so many that want me to be put away for the good." Marie looked back at him meeting his blue eyes as Jason carried on with the talking." They might not know who you really are but I know that you are my blood and a spark to ignite the flames. Whatever happens after this I will not stop you to chose the path you want to be."
"Even if I want to become the assassin and carry the legacy of yours and not let it die."
'We will talk about that when the time comes and I am sure you have a better choice than be the assassin like the carrying the legacy of your adoptive father and become Vice Minster."
"Can you see me as the Vice Minster? I do not think so I do not think I am ready to take that kind of the work. No I am not ready to take that kind of the pressure not now."
"But someone has to do it and it is not you then perhaps your daughter might be the one who will carry on the legacy and become the Vice Minister and who knows maybe one day she will be the President as well of the French people as well. You might never know."
"I do no think that she will take to be the Vice Minister, after all she will be more fascinated with the life her grandfather had. I am sure she will decided to be assassin instead than have the interest in the politics to begin with. You can count on that someone of the children will come with the decision that they will carry you legacy and be the assassins. Maybe it might not be me for I might getting older but perhaps someone will do it."
"When the time comes to that then perhaps you and I will have a long talk about that but right now we have other things to worry about and I am sure that you know what I am talking about." She was about to say more when Jason signed her to be silent.
Then she heard it. The footsteps going softly over the carpet floor like the person who was walking wanted to be not heard by failed miserably. Marie rolled the cart away to one side grateful that the wheels made no noise at all and the lights were off. Quickly she messed p the bed and put the pillows under the cover forming a human shape of someone was asleep in the bed as the two of them scattered around the room, Marie taking a stand behind the door. She grabbed the wine bottle and waited a right moment to hit that ever was coming into the room. Soon she was able to see who was coming and was not pleased to see a man walking into the room with his gun ready as he headed toward the bed toward the form for he thought it someone asleep and was ready to kill it. He was unaware of the figure standing behind him as Marie slowly moved rising her bottle. Man reacted too late on the danger and before he was able to turn around and shoot she hit him from the behind causing the glass to shatter upon the hit on his head and man to collapse down on the ground.
"Nice hit." Jason remarked as she watched what she had done and soon the body was tied on the chair and the two of them sat on the bed before a man, Jason holding the gun pointed at his chest so the man knew he had no chance to escape even if he wanted to do so.
"I did not mean to kill him." Marie replied quietly as she remained seated noticing that she had cut herself on the piece of the glass upon the hit.
"No, he will be alright you just knocked him down and that is it all what matters now." Jason whispered as the man began to stir and eventually opened his eyes only to realize to his horror that he was actually caught.
"Who are you? What are you doing here? I am going ask you only once." Bourne spoke as the girl remained silent watching the captive man.
"I have been given the orders to the girl unharmed and alive and way form you." The man replied slowly wincing from the pain being hit and was bleeding down the sides of his face.
"Her name is Pamela Lindy, she was the one who had send me to get the girl since she was after you for very long time, and I am sure you had talked to her before not that long ago."
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