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Olivetti
stared
at
them
both
a
long
moment
and
then
turned
and
faced
front
.
"
Pull
over
,
"
he
barked
to
the
driver
.
The
driver
swerved
the
car
toward
the
curb
and
put
on
the
brakes
.
Three
other
Alpha
Romeos
skidded
in
behind
them
.
The
Swiss
Guard
convoy
screeched
to
a
halt
.
"
What
are
you
doing
!
"
Vittoria
demanded
.
"
My
job
,
"
Olivetti
said
,
turning
in
his
seat
,
his
voice
like
stone
.
"
Mr
.
Langdon
,
when
you
told
me
you
would
explain
the
situation
en
route
,
I
assumed
I
would
be
approaching
the
Pantheon
with
a
clear
idea
of
why
my
men
are
here
.
That
is
not
the
case
.
Because
I
am
abandoning
critical
duties
by
being
here
,
and
because
I
have
found
very
little
that
makes
sense
in
this
theory
of
yours
about
virgin
sacrifices
and
ancient
poetry
,
I
cannot
in
good
conscience
continue
.
I
am
recalling
this
mission
immediately
.
"
He
pulled
out
his
walkie
-
talkie
and
clicked
it
on
.
Vittoria
reached
across
the
seat
and
grabbed
his
arm
.
"
You
can
’
t
!
"
Olivetti
slammed
down
the
walkie
-
talkie
and
fixed
her
with
a
red
-
hot
stare
.
"
Have
you
been
to
the
Pantheon
,
Ms
.
Vetra
?
"
"
No
,
but
I
—
"
"
Let
me
tell
you
something
about
it
.
The
Pantheon
is
a
single
room
.
A
circular
cell
made
of
stone
and
cement
.
It
has
one
entrance
.
No
windows
.
One
narrow
entrance
.
That
entrance
is
flanked
at
all
times
by
no
less
than
four
armed
Roman
policemen
who
protect
this
shrine
from
art
defacers
,
anti
-
Christian
terrorists
,
and
gypsy
tourist
scams
.
"
"
Your
point
?
"
she
said
coolly
.
