Bourne had barely tasted his dinner. The short conversation with the girl had been fruitless, and he was restless and ready to roll. After inspecting his new roommate and determining that he was not a threat, he prepared himself for the night.

There was a file room. Bourne needed to know the lies they were telling about him.

And just like that, after the doors opened, he was gone.

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