Chapter 13 Chapter 11 Monkey

Wren has personally written and published two books on naval history. These memories are like lying on a hypnotic bed, facing those floods of the past, and writing mountains of documents for the CIA.These are all done by him alone. Although he has never liked writing, writing is always a very difficult job, but he likes the tranquility when writing, and he likes being able to immerse himself in his own wisdom world alone when writing, and the kind of unrestrained The feeling of being interrupted and constantly tweaking a piece of writing to perfection.In this sense, those written things are his thoughts, and they are all inseparable wholes in the process of thinking.

But now it is completely different. The main drafter for the White House is Carly.Weston, she is not tall, has light blond hair, and is a master of writing; like many White House staff, she came to the White House with President Fowler, and never planned to leave the White House. Don't you like the speech I wrote?She is also very clueless. Honestly, I just thought I had to say something else.At this point, Jack realizes that he is defending himself. I cried.For the sake of realistic effect, she paused for a moment, and looked straight into Ren's eyes like the eyes of a poisonous snake without blinking, as if she wanted to see through him.You are a different person.

What are you talking about? I mean, you have to understand, Mr. President.President Fowler kept me around because I could make his words sympathetic. He was a cold-blooded creature, a poor fellow; better people.I've always hated the headlines from editors who want to edit my articles, and I don't like letting lazy people change my articles for cheap.We have some conflicts, and Van Damme always protects me, because I went to school with his favorite niece and I am also the best in this field; but among your staff, I may be the most annoying to you. Headache one.You should know this.A good confession, but an irrelevant answer.

Why am I a different person?asked Jack. You say what you really want to say, not what you think people want to hear.Drafting for you is a difficult thing, and I'm not used to it.I now have to learn to write the way I used to write, not the way I should, and besides, I have to learn to write as if you were talking.This will be very difficult to deal with.She told him; she was up for the challenge. I see.Because Ms. Weston is not a member of the president's trusted staff, Andrea.Price leaned against the wall, watching all this coldly, or trying to look at it as quietly as possible.Ryan tried to read her body language that day, but it was clear that she didn't care much about Weston.He was curious why.So, how much can you write in two hours?

Sir, that depends on what you want to say.The drafter pointed out.Ryan told her succinctly.She didn't take notes, but just kept them in her mind, smiled, and continued. It will ruin you, you know it.Maybe Van Damme hasn't told you, and no one else has, but it must have turned out that way.Hearing this, Price was taken aback, and immediately stood up straight. What do you think I am staying here for? She blinked.Sorry, I really hate to say this. This might be an interesting conversation, but I I read one of your books the day before yesterday.Your rhetoric is not very good or elegant, this is a technical criticism. However, you do express what you want to say clearly, so I have to tone down my rhetorical style to match your style and use short sentences.Your grammar is very good, I guess must have learned it in catholic school.You don't lie to the public, tell the truth.She smiled and asked: How long is the speech?

About fifteen minutes. I'll be back in three hours.Weston assured, and stood up.Ren nodded, and she walked out of the room.The President then looked at Agent Price. Speak.the President ordered. She is one of the most troublesome.Last year, she attacked a junior editor for something that forced guards to pull them away. What's the matter? It was highly unusual for the editor to say something bad about the speech she had written and to criticize her family background.That editor left the next day with nothing to lose.However, Price said, she was an arrogant woman.She shouldn't talk like that.

What if she is right? Sir, that's none of my business, but any is she right Mr. President, you are indeed different.Price didn't say whether she thought it was good or bad, and Lane didn't ask. Anyway, the president has other things to do.He picked up the phone on the desk and a secretary answered. Can you put me through to george from the columbus groupWinston? Yes, Mr. President, I will put you through.She couldn't remember the number, so she called Signal. Mr. President, I have connected with Mr. Winston.said the inside phone. Is it George? Yes, sir. How soon can you get here?

Mr. President Jack, I've been trying to move things back and How fast can it be?Ren asked more directly. Winston had to think for a second.None of his staff is here today.To the Newark airport, I can catch the next train. Let me know your train number, and I will send someone to pick you up. well, but you know i can't you can.see you later.Ryan hung up the phone and looked up at Price.Andri, send an operator and a car to pick him up at the station. Yes, Mr. President. Wren began to feel the joy of giving orders and seeing them being carried out.A man will get used to this. I don't like guns!She yelled; a few children turned to look at her, but quickly went back to playing with blocks and crayons.Many people around, three of whom were still wearing headphones, turned to look at the worried mother.As the captain of the shooting team, Don.Russell walked over.

Hello.He showed his operator ID, what can I do for you? Do you have to be here! Yes ma'am, we must.Please tell me your name, please? Why?Sheila.Walker asked back. Well, ma'am, we'd better know who we're talking to, shouldn't we?Russell asked reasonably. This is Mrs. Walker.Marlene.Deckett came over and said she was in charge of Big Foot Nursery. Oh, that's your kid, it's called Justin, isn't it?Russell laughed. The four-year-old was building a tower out of blocks. I just don't like seeing guns and having them around kids. Mrs. Walker, first of all, we are the police and we know how to carry guns safely.Second, we made it mandatory to carry a gun with you.And third, I want you to look at this this way: Our presence with your child will keep your child safe.For example, you no longer have to worry about someone stealing your kids outside at the playground.

Why did she come here? Russell smiled and said: Mrs. Walker, Katie over there is not the president, her father is the president.Doesn't she have the right to live a normal kid's life like your Justin? But it's dangerous, and Not while we were there, absolutely not.He reassures her, but she turns away. Justin!Her child turned to see his mother holding his jacket.He hesitated for a moment, pushed the block with one finger, and watched the piled-up structure stagger and fall like a tree. The fledgling engineer, Russell heard the message through the headset, I'm going to check her license plate.He nodded to the female operator at the gate.Within twenty minutes they would have a new file to consult.Mrs. Walker might just be a new nuisance, but if she has a psychiatric record (likely), or a criminal record (unlikely), it's worth noting.He scanned the room habitually, but found nothing.Katie was just an ordinary kid surrounded by ordinary kids.At this time, she was drawing with crayons, her face full of concentration.Here, she had an ordinary day, had a normal lunch, and a normal nap, but then she was about to embark on an extraordinary journey back to her extraordinary home.

Mrs. Walker walked her child to her car, which was a very ordinary luxury car. She put the child very carefully in the safety seat in the back seat and helped him fasten the seat belt.The operator took down the license plate number, knowing that he might not find anything important, but he still had to do it because there was always a slight possibility Why they are so cautious, it can be traced back to the past.The Big Footprint where they are now is just off the Ridge Highway above Annapolis, and the Wrens have been using this nursery since Follower (Sally) was a kid.There used to be bad guys who used the convenience store across the road to spy on the place, and followed the doctor (Kathy) in a vintage Porsche in a van.On Bridge Fifty, they managed to pull off a nice ambush raid and kill a state trooper in pursuit.At that time, Dr. Lane was pregnant with the little shortstop (Little Jack), and never thought that there would be a small bunker.All of this seems to be true for Marcella.Agent Hilton has had some strange effects. It's too dangerous here.It's true that some people don't care if they hurt children, and convenience stores still exist.There are now six operators securing the small bunker, which will be reduced to three or four in two weeks.The Secret Service is not as omnipotent as people think.Oh sure, it does have a lot of thugs and a strong scouting force.As an independent agency of the Federal Police Force, as long as someone is potentially threatening, the US Secret Service agents can enter that person's home and conduct friendly interrogations. These can be regarded as evidence, which may be used in court.The purpose of the questioning is to let people know that he is being closely watched, although it is not really the case because there are only about 1,200 operators in the whole country, but it is enough to scare away those who say things that should not be said . But it's not those people who are really in danger.As long as the operators do the right thing, ordinary threats are not terrible.Those people always had their guns in their hands, and operators like her knew what to look out for, while their intelligence services often didn't know where the real danger was.Those dangers can be stopped with large-scale force, but the cost of large-scale force is too high, too tyrannical, too obvious, and it is easy to attract attention and be criticized.Even then she remembered something else, months after the doctor and the henchman had been dying, before the little shortstop was born.A whole class, she thinks this incident later became a research case in the Secret Service Operator Academy, and the Wren's house was also used to simulate the process of filming the entire incident.In that incident, Chuck.One of Avery's excellent and experienced supervisor operators and his entire squad were wiped out.During the training, she watched the video analysis of this wrong action. The team was too prone to make small mistakes, and the timing was wrong and the luck was not good. All these made her heart tremble. I know.She turned to look at Don.Russell, who was sipping coffee from a disposable cup, came out to get some fresh air.Inside, another operator is on duty. Do you know Avery? He's two periods ahead of me.He is very shrewd, careful, and a sharpshooter.He once shot a bad guy in the dark from thirty yards away, twice in the chest.Russell shook his head and said, don't make such a small mistake, Marcie. She shuddered again, a feeling that made one involuntarily touch her weapon, just to prove that it was still there, and to tell herself that she was ready to fight. She's a beautiful little girl, Don. I rarely see ugly girls.Russell agreed.It's time for someone to say: Don't worry, we'll take good care of her.But they didn't say that, they didn't even think about it.Instead, they're looking around freeways, in the woods, and around convenience stores to see if they've missed something, while wondering how much they can spend on the monitors. George.There was always someone to pick up Winston when he was out.A high-speed train pulls onto the sixth track at Union Station.He'd done some reading and had a good nap between Trenton and Baltimore.He picked up his coat and briefcase, walked straight to the door, and tipped the first-class attendant as he got off. Is it Mr. Winston?a man asked. Yes.The man produced his identification, identifying himself as a federal agent.Winston noticed that he had a companion, his coat unbuttoned, standing thirty feet away. Please come with me, sir.They looked like people rushing to an important meeting. Files are everywhere, and every single one has to be dealt with, otherwise the filing cabinet would be too difficult to fit.It is not difficult to check these materials. On the one hand, there are many news reports that can be used to verify and modify; on the other hand, it can be easily verified by driving one or two visits to a few places or observing the situation on the road. .The danger of doing so is not great, because no matter how careful and thorough the US Secret Service is, it is not a panacea.Ryan was a guy with a family, a working wife, kids in school, and Ryan himself had a plan of action that he had to follow.In the mansion, they're safe in theory, he corrected himself, because no place is really safe but not every place is as safe as the mansion, is it? The most important thing now is to have a plan of action and funding for activities; all he needs now is a sponsor. How much do you want?asked the dealer. how much do you have?asked the would-be buyer. I can catch eighty, no problem, maybe a hundred.said the peddler to himself, and took a sip of his beer. how long? How about a week at most?They are a trading center in Nairobi, the capital of Kenya, which specializes in such transactions.Is it for biological research? Yes, my client is conducting an interesting study. What research?the dealer asked again. I can't say that.This is the expected answer.Nor will he say who his client is.The peddler didn't react, and didn't particularly care.His curiosity was purely human, not professional misgivings.If your service is satisfactory, we will buy more next time.Common temptations.The dealer nodded and began to discuss the substantive price issue. You know it's not about saving money.First, I have to gather my people, then find the kind of animal you need, and then there are a lot of problems, such as capture, transportation, export licenses, and some complicated regulations.He means bribes.In recent years, the trade in green monkeys in Africa has gradually increased, and many companies use them for various experiments.For monkeys, this is cruel, but there are countless monkeys in Africa, and the macaques are not endangered; even if they were, monkey dealers would not care.To their country monkeys are a national resource like oil is an arabic resource to be exchanged for currency in the market; monkey traders have no sympathy for monkeys, no matter what wildlife conservationists say It didn't work either. These issues are not our concern, our concern is speed.If your service is reliable, we will pay a high price. ah.The monkey dealer finished his beer and motioned for a refill.He paid the price, including all kinds of fees, to the captors, customs officers, one or two police officers, and middle-level government officials, plus his own net profit. From the perspective of the local economy, he thought , the price is fair, because not everyone can do it. make a deal.The buyer said he hadn't finished his sip of beer. Almost a bit of a disappointment, as monkey sellers love the feeling of haggling, and that's typical of African markets. Sir, it's really nice to do business with you, are you calling me in five days? The buyer nodded.He finished his drink, then got up and left.Ten minutes later, he made a phone call. This was his third conversation with the embassy that day, and it was all for the same purpose. Jack still remembers the first time he came to the Oval Office.He walked out of the secretary's room quickly, and walked through an integrally cast door on the curved wall, as if he had come to an eighteenth-century palace; this is the real White House, which looks very simple in the long river of time.The first thing you'll notice is the windows, especially on a clear day; the thickness of the windows makes them look extra green, like the glass walls in an aquarium for a particular fish.Next thing you see is the desk, a big wooden desk; it feels overwhelming, especially when the president is standing there waiting for you.That's good, the president thought.This makes his job much easier now. george.Ren held out his hand and said. Mr President.Winston responded cheerfully, ignoring the two Secret Service agents who appeared immediately behind him.They were ready to catch him if he did something he shouldn't; he could feel their eyes behind him, sharp as laser beams.Anyway, he shook Ren's hand and smiled unnaturally.They had worked well together in the events of the Japanese conflict, and before that they had met in a few unimportant social situations, but Winston still did not know Wren very well. Sit down, Jack said, pointing to a chair, and take it easy; all right? fine.A naval orderly appeared out of nowhere and poured them two cups of coffee because it was coffee time.He found the coffee to be excellent, and even the magnetic cups were gold-rimmed, very elegant and elegant. I need you.Ryan continued. sir, this will bother me a lot nation. Jack, it never occurred to me to get a job in the government.Winston responded quickly. Without even touching his coffee mug, Ryan said: Why do you think I need you?George, I'm already here, right?I must reorganize the government.I'm going to give a speech tonight, and you might like what I have to say.Well, first, I need someone to run the treasury.At present, the Ministry of Defense is fine for the time being, and Adler is also managing the State Department very well, so my current priority is to select suitable talents to manage the Ministry of Finance.I need outstanding talents, and you are what I am looking for.Do you understand it? Why do you regard me as the group of people under you!All my money was earned legally, as everyone knows.cried Winston excitedly, but he found he had been duped. Well, I need someone who is confident in financial things, who knows how it all works, and who knows what's wrong and needs to be fixed, and you are.What I need is not a politician, but a calm expert.Most of all, George, I need someone who hates his job as much as I hate mine. What the hell do you mean, Mr. President? Ryan leaned back for a while, closed his eyes, and continued: I started working in the government department at the age of thirty-one, then left for a while, then came back, and have been in this position.He opened his eyes. Ever since I started working in the CIA, I had to see everything in the government.Guess what I found?Turns out I never liked it.While working on Wall Street, I did very well.And after I finished that job, I went on to work as an academic.History was my favorite, and I thought I'd be teaching, doing research, and writing.I'm almost there, maybe it's not as smooth as it should be, but I've done a lot of research and learning.So, George, I'm going to rebuild the government. What to do? Your job is to straighten out the Treasury.You already have some financial and fiscal policy. you mean Yes. It's not about shit politics or anything?He had to ask. Look, George, I don't know how to be a politician and I don't have time to learn.I never liked political games, and never liked most of them.I'm just doing my best to serve my country, I have no other choice.You know how it all started, someone was going out of their way to kill me and my family.I didn't want to get involved either, but, damn it, I knew someone had to take it all on.George, I can't do it alone, but I don't want to have experienced politicians who are dull and conservative. I need people with ideas, not politicians who do their daily work. Winston put down his glass gently, trying not to rattle the saucers.He was a little surprised that his hands didn't tremble; Ryan said it so hard to refuse.This means that he will have to stay away from his friends actually, not really leave.While he's never been a part of it, he's talked to people who have experienced it, and those people operate the system the same way, because that's the way it is. Damn it, he whispered half to himself, you're serious, aren't you? As the founder of the Columbus Group, he has assumed many fundamental responsibilities that are little known.In fact, millions of people entrusted him with their money, directly or indirectly, which made him a very profitable thief.But he can't do that.Because it's against the law, and more importantly because those people trust your honesty and intelligence, so you have to treat their money like your own, or even better, because they can't be like rich people Risk your money that way.Whether you are a person with a sense of honor or not, a film writer once said: honor is the best reward people give themselves.It was a fine adage, Winston told himself.Money is only a possession, but honor is not. What about tax policy?asked Winston. First we need to restructure Congress, remember?Lane pointed out.Winston took a deep breath.That's a big job, Lane. Do you need to say that?the president asked, then grinned. This will cost me many friends. You'll also be the head of the Secret Service, and they'll protect you; right, Andrea? Operator Price wasn't used to intervening in this kind of conversation, but she'd probably have to.Oh yes, Mr. President. What a fucking mess?said Winston. So you need to fix it.Ryan told him. That would be bloody. I hope your department is clean and efficient.How you do it is your problem. For the Ministry of Defense, I also ask the same way. The biggest problem there is management.I need someone to lead and manage and be productive and eliminate bureaucracy.For all sectors, this is the biggest problem. you know tonyBritannon? The guy at TRW?He used to be the director of their satellite division. Wren remembered the name. He had been a candidate for a high-level job at the Pentagon, but he turned it down. Many good people would turn down such an appointment, and he was no exception. Lockheed|Martin will poach him in two weeks at least that's what my intel tells me and that's why Lockheed's stock is going up.In two years, he increased TRW's profits by fifty percent, not a bad feat for an engineer not considered managerial.I play golf with him sometimes and you should get his advice on dealing with the government. Tell him I want to see him. Lockheed's board gave him full freedom to That's it, George. What about my job, I mean, what do you want me to do.the rule is I know.Until we get everything in order, you are acting minister. Winston nodded.Well, I need to bring a few people. I'm not going to tell you what to do, let alone what to do.I just want you to get it done, George, and you just have to tell me how it's done.I don't want to just be able to see the work you've done from the documentation. when do i start The office is packed.Ryan told him. The final hurdle I also had to talk to my family about. You know, George, the government offices have phones and everything you need.Jack paused, look, I know who you are and what you will do.I'm probably like you too, but I guess I've never felt fulfilled, just making money.It's not easy starting from scratch, but managing your finances is an important job anyway.I don't like my current job myself, but this is a new challenge.I know you must have had countless schmoozings over beers and burritos while criticizing how bad this place is.Now is your chance, and it will never be like it again, George.No one has the opportunity to become finance minister without going through political considerations.never.So you can't say no, or you'll never forgive yourself. Winston wondered how anyone could deftly beat around the bush in a room with curved walls like this.Jack, you're getting more and more political. Andrea, you have a new boss.The president told his chief of guards. The announcement that the president will deliver a speech tonight has prompted more careful consideration of the timing, not least of which is how it will fit with other events.Timing is a political priority, and they've been preparing for it for a week.In this particular speech, it is all guesswork that there is no trick at all. They even suspect that the so-called right and wrong do not lie in the right and wrong of a political decision, or in thinking about who will be happy or angry with this sudden decision, but in the fact that the action they think about day and night is objectively correct. Is it right? Is it honest and moral!For these sophisticated politicians, this kind of opportunity is really rare.They know that someone has lied to them, and they also know that the other party already knows that they understand who lied to them, but these can only be felt rather than expressed, otherwise the rules of the game will be broken.As long as they are loyal to their masters, they must be protected. So you never really quit, Ed?asked his chief of staff; he wanted to clear up the lie. I still have the letter, the former senator and vice president said, tapping his jacket pocket, I've discussed it with Bright and we feel the letter has to be worded like this, but my original copy wasn't very good , tomorrow I will bring a new one, of course, the date will be correct, and I will take care of it secretly.but who would have thought Well, forget about that.Both dancers must be in time with the music. I wish I could, said Kilt, sincerely, after a short pause, followed by a yell of apprehension. It was good practice for him, too, but, dear God, the country is in peril.Ryan is not a bad guy, I have known him for years, but he has no idea how to lead a government. Ed, there's no law on this, no constitution to follow, and even if there was, no supreme court to rule on it.That was the opinion of Kirti's chief legal adviser, who had been his senior legal assistant, and it was strictly political and not very favorable.He had to say, it doesn't look This is where the problem lies.His chief of staff emphasized that we are not doing this for political reasons, but to protect the interests of the country.Ed knew he was doing political suicide. Kirti stood up, gesticulated as he walked, and said: Stop talking about politics, damn it!The government has been destroyed!Who can rebuild it?Wren is a fucking CIA operative who knows nothing about the government.We have a Supreme Court to order, policies to enforce it all, and we have to restructure Congress.The country needs someone to lead, and he just doesn't know how to do it.Maybe I'm digging my own grave, but someone has to stand up and protect our country. No one laughed.They've never done anything like this before.Both staff members have followed Ed. J．Kirti has been around for more than twenty years, and they have all tied themselves to this particular political mast and have no other choice.It's about the country and the needs of the country and Ed's responsibility to the country for decades because he's been there long enough to know how the whole system works, so when everything stops, only people like him Talent can save everything.In short, the government is the country, for which he has given his life. They did believe it all, and Kirti was tied to the same mast as the two stewards.How much he responds to his ambition, he cannot tell himself, for after making it his life's work, belief becomes reality.The country sometimes shows some signs of straying from his beliefs, but as an evangelist, he has no other choice but to beg people to return to their loyalty to the truth, so it is Kirti's responsibility to bring the country back to its original politics keynote.To that end, he has served five terms in the Senate and also served a brief stint as vice president.He was called the conscience of the Senate, and the press loved him because of his views, his loyalty, and his background. It might be better for him to consult the press on the issue, as he has done in the past, to brief them on bills or amendments and ask their views. They said they were right.But this one can't, he can't do that, he has to go straight to everything.There may be little risk in such sycophantic behavior, but avoiding them would make his actions more legitimate.For the first time in his life, he gave up all political capital and began to paint a new blueprint.All that comes down to now is timing, and his relationship with the press could help with that. What time is it now?Ryan asked. At 8:30 ET, Van Damme replied, There are a couple of specials tonight, and they're asking us to take care of them. Hearing this, Ren almost roared out, but he didn't, but his thoughts clearly appeared on his face. That means that with the radio in the car, you're going to reach a lot of people on the West Coast, Van Damme explained, and we're going to have all five of the networks, plus CNN and 24/7 Cable.You know, that's not a free favor.They don't have to let you take it, they play the political card Damn, Arnie, it's not politics, it's Mr. President, get used to it, okay?Whenever you give a talk, that's politics, and you can't live without it.Van Damme is doing his best to educate his new boss.He heard it, but not every time. All right.Did the FBI say I can release this publicly? I spoke to Murray twenty minutes ago.He said yes.I'll let Carly add these to the speech right now. As the lead writer of presidential speeches, she should have had a better office.A gold-plated computer sits on a high-quality marble table.Instead, she was using a ten-year-old legacy Apple computer, and her office was a former storage room with a desk that was thirty years old.The office had a high ceiling, which made it perfect for her to smoke. She didn't even have windows in her office, and she didn't want to.What really matters to her is her computer and a few pictures on the wall, one of which is her dog, an elderly English Sheepdog named Holmes, and the others are politicians, friends and enemies photos; she often studies them.Behind her is a small television and a VCR. The speeches of the manuscripts are shot from different angles.She believes that political speeches are the pinnacle of communication.Shakespeare probably once used two or three hours in one of his plays to illustrate his ideas, and Hollywood is doing the same.Not so with her. Her speeches are at least fifteen minutes long and may be at most forty-five minutes. The ideas she presents must be of value and must be able to impress ordinary citizens, sophisticated politicians, and cynics. reporter.She was studying Ryan now, replaying a few words from his inaugural party and footage from the morning news the next day.She watches his eyes, his gestures, his nervousness and agitation, his posture and body language.She likes the level of abstraction she sees, for example, Ryan is the kind of investment advisor she can trust, but he still has a lot to learn about how to be a politician and someone has to teach him, or not at all ?she thought.Maybe become an apolitician. 不論是勝利或失敗，這都將非常有趣。這是她第一次為了樂趣而不是為工作而工作。 沒有人想承認，但她的確是在這裡工作的人員當中最具有洞察力的。這點福勒知道，杜林也知道，而這也就是他們之所以願意一直忍受她的古怪脾氣的原因。而那些政界要人卻恨她，把她當作是有用但不重要的小職員，並且對她能直接進出白宮感到耿耿於懷，因為總統信任她，就像信任其他少數幾個人一樣。 她花了四個小時而不是她原來答應的三個小時，這一切的努力都是為了這個十二分鐘又三十秒的演說她故意寫得短一點，因為總統講話的方式總是慢條斯理的他在這方面還需要多學習。她列印出演說稿，一式三份，以便讓一些政客對其進行檢查和修正。和過去相比，這次的講稿應該已經沒有多大問題了。列印完成時，她整理了一下，並裝訂好，然後拿起電話。電話很快就接通了。 魏斯頓想見老板。她告訴接待祕書。 現在就來吧！ 一切就像原本所預料的那樣。 穆迪看到，上帝並沒有聽到她的祈禱。身為一名醫生，他和他的基督教及無宗教信仰的同事一樣，都面對著回教信仰與科學知識相混合的許多問題剛果（薩伊）接觸基督教已有一百多年的歷史了，但古老的泛靈論依然昌盛。這是一個老問題，如果上帝富有同情心，那麼為什麼會有不公平的事發生？也許那是個與他的回教導師討論的好問題，但現在發生這樣的事已經夠了。 這種病症被稱為斑疹，為皮下出血紅斑的學名，現在這些都清楚地顯現在她那蒼白的北歐皮膚上。她最好不要看見這些紅斑，因為不但難看，而且是死亡的預兆。 現在，她高燒到四十點二度，要不是她腋下和頸背的冰塊，可能還會更高。她的眼睛沒有一點生氣，身體也極為疲憊、衰弱，而紅斑則表示她的體內正在出血。伊波拉是一種出血性高燒，一種破壞基本組織的疾病，使得血液充流到體內的每一個地方，然後再由於血量的供應不足而促使心跳停止。這就是它的致命所在。目前還沒有可以對抗這種病毒的方法。在所有的感染者當中，大約有百分之二十的患者能夠存活下來，而且這些存活下來的人，免疫系統都可以得到恢復，擊敗入侵的病毒，但為何會如此，則無人能有合理的解答。 他量了量她手腕上的脈搏，雖然帶著手套，但仍可以感受到她皮膚的炙熱、乾燥以及鬆弛。已經開始了，技術上稱為系統組織壞死。身體已經開始死亡，而且首先可能會是肝臟。由於某種原因不知名的原因伊波拉病毒好像對肝臟有致命的親和力，即使是倖存者也有肝臟損壞的後遺症。一旦從肝臟開始損壞之後，過不了多久患者就會死亡，因為所有的器官都將一一地失去功能，直到死亡。 疼痛是一種無形的恐懼。穆迪開下了一道增加嗎啡用量的處方，那至少可以減輕痛苦；這對患者來說是好的，而對醫生來說也是安全的方法。飽受疼痛折磨的病人會痛苦地打滾，這對於在這個全身出血的發燒病人周圍的其他醫護人員來說是很危險的。 Maria.馬格達萊娜修女正在照顧她的朋友，她雖然戴著口罩，但眼睛卻流露出一種悲傷。穆迪看著她，她也看著穆迪，令她驚訝的是，她竟看見了他臉上的同情與憐憫，因為穆迪一向以冷酷而名聞遐邇。 和她一起祈禱吧，修女。我現在有事要做。After finishing speaking, I left.他離開了病房，像往常一樣，他脫下身上的工作服，把它丟進專用容器裡。在這棟建築物裡所有用過的注射針具都放在特殊的專用容器裡，以便銷毀在非洲，曾由於對這些防護的不重視，而導致了一九七六年伊波拉病例的首次大爆發。 回到辦公室，他又打了一個電話。 我要拯救你。聽到這句話，雷恩笑了，而普萊斯則不以為然。范達姆轉過頭來看她；這位幕僚長注意到她仍然穿得很不得體，就連普通的祕書也比卡莉．魏斯頓捨得在衣服上花錢。范達姆很得體地伸出手，說道：開始吧。 雷恩總統平常的閱讀速度就很快，因此他慢慢地看著這份文件。 做個修改吧？看了一會兒後，他說道。 what is it魏斯頓驚疑地問道。 我們現在有了一位新的財政部長，是喬治．winston. 那個億萬富翁？ 雷恩翻過了第一頁。是的，我也可以從公園的椅子上找一個流浪漢，但是我想，用具有金融市場知識的人才是一個好主意。 我們稱他們為無殼蝸牛，傑克。范達姆糾正道。 或者，我也可以選一個學者，那麼布茲．菲德勒就是我唯一可以信任的人。傑克繼續冷靜地說。很好，魏斯頓小姐。 范達姆翻到第三頁，卡莉 阿尼，寶貝，你不是為了喬治． C．史考特而寫給奧利維爾，而是為了奧利維爾而寫給奧利維爾，為了史考特而寫給史考特。卡莉．魏斯頓明白，她可以從杜勒斯國際機場搭乘飛機到洛杉磯國際機場，然後租一輛車到派拉蒙去，六個月之內，她就可以在好萊塢擁有一棟房子，並且開著保時捷停入在梅爾羅斯大道旁的專用停車場，還有鍍金的電腦。但是她並沒有這麼做。整個世界就像一個舞台，而她為之擬稿的這個角色就是舞台上最大且最亮的角色。大眾也許不知道她是誰，但是她知道她的話可以改變世界。 那麼，我到底是怎樣的人？總統邊問邊看她。 你與眾不同，我早就告訴過你了。