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The Road to Omaha: A Novel [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Ludlum, Robert
  • Author:  Ludlum, Robert
  • ISBN-10:  0345539192
  • ISBN-10:  0345539192
  • ISBN-13:  9780345539199
  • ISBN-13:  9780345539199
  • Publisher:  Bantam
  • Publisher:  Bantam
  • Pages:  592
  • Pages:  592
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Nov-2014
  • Pub Date:  01-Nov-2014
  • SKU:  0345539192-11-SPLV
  • SKU:  0345539192-11-SPLV
  • Item ID: 100561190
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USRobert Ludlumwas the author of twenty-one novels, each aNew York Timesbestseller. There are more than 210 million of his books in print, and they have been translated into thirty-two languages. In addition to the Jason Bourne series—The Bourne Identity, The Bourne Supremacy,andThe Bourne Ultimatum—he was the author ofThe Scarlatti Inheritance, The Chancellor Manuscript,andThe Apocalypse Watch,among many others. Mr. Ludlum passed away in March 2001.

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The small, decrepit office on the top floor of the government building was from another era, which was to say nobody but the present occupant had used it in sixty-four years and eight months. It was not that there were dark secrets in its walls or malevolent ghosts from the past hovering below the shabby ceiling; quite simply, nobodywantedto use it. And another point should be made clear. It was not actually on the top floor, it wasabovethe top floor, reached by a narrow wooden staircase, the kind the wives of New Bedford whalers climbed to prowl the balconies, hoping—most of the time—for familiar ships that signaled the return of their own particular Ahabs from the angry ocean.

 

In summer months the office was suffocating, as there was only one small window. During the winter it was freezing, as its wooden shell had no insulation and the window rattled incessantly, impervious to caulking, permitting the cold winds to whip inside as though invited. In essence, this room, this antiquated upper chamber with its sparse furniture purchased around the turn of the century, was the Siberia of the government agency in which it was housed. The last formal employee who toiled there was a discredited American Indian who had the temerity to learn to read English and suggested to his superiors, who themselves could barely read English, that certain restrictions placed on a reservation of lC=

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