Ive been trying for the past two hours. Theres a glitch. Even the best machines break down. All right, send someone up to check it out. Use one of theniggers. Naturally. No white man would go up there. 25 It was shortly past midnight when Bourne got off the métro in Argenteuil. He had divided theday into segments, splitting the hours between the arrangements he had to make and looking for Marie, going from one arrondissement to another,scouting every café, every shop, every large and small hotel he could recall having been a part of their fugitive nightmare thirteen years ago. Morethan once he had gasped, seeing a woman in the distance or across a café-the back of a head, a quick profile, and twice a crown of dark red hair, anyof which from a