Meanwhile, flashes of dÉjà -vu keep Bourne in relative darkness. Hiding out in a hotel he kidnaps a lady doctor from Canada, then saves her from rape-death by his enemies she falls for him hard. Bourne is also a marked man-he's shot at before he even gets out of the bank-so once more he's on the lam. The patient eventually makes his way to Zurich, gets a look into his strange account, and finds that his name is Jason Bourne-and that he is associated with a phantom American corporation, Tread-stone Seventy-One. What's more, embedded on the patient's thigh is a microfiche of a numbered account at a Swiss bank. The head wound has left amnesia, but the doctor points out that subtle surgical scars show a completely revamped face: the patient had been on the run. Amid a storm at sea, a man is shot in the head and washes overboard-but he grabs onto a piece of wood, eventually is picked up by Greek fishermen, and is nursed back to health by a dipsomaniac doctor. Another dizzily preposterous Ludlum comic-strip full of hyperventilating characters, pell-mell intrigue, and barbarous prose.
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