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There
was
a
moment
of
silence
on
the
walkie
-
talkie
.
"
The
caller
is
still
on
the
line
,
sir
.
"
Olivetti
looked
like
he
’
d
just
been
electrocuted
.
"
The
line
is
open
?
"
"
Yes
,
sir
.
We
’
ve
been
trying
to
trace
him
for
ten
minutes
,
getting
nothing
but
splayed
ferreting
.
He
must
know
we
can
’
t
touch
him
because
he
refuses
to
hang
up
until
he
speaks
to
the
camerlegno
.
"
"
Patch
him
through
,
"
the
camerlegno
commanded
.
"
Now
!
"
Olivetti
wheeled
.
"
Father
,
no
.
A
trained
Swiss
Guard
negotiator
is
much
better
suited
to
handle
this
.
"
"
Now
!
"
Olivetti
gave
the
order
A
moment
later
,
the
phone
on
Camerlegno
Ventresca
’
s
desk
began
to
ring
.
The
camerlegno
rammed
his
finger
down
on
the
speaker
-
phone
button
.
"
Who
in
the
name
of
God
do
you
think
you
are
?
"
The
voice
emanating
from
the
camerlegno
’
s
speaker
phone
was
metallic
and
cold
,
laced
with
arrogance
.
Everyone
in
the
room
listened
.
Langdon
tried
to
place
the
accent
.
Middle
Eastern
,
perhaps
?
