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As
Langdon
moved
off
to
continue
his
inspection
,
the
babbling
docent
followed
like
a
love
-
starved
puppy
.
Remind
me
,
Langdon
thought
to
himself
,
there
’
s
nothing
worse
than
a
gung
ho
art
historian
.
Across
the
room
,
Vittoria
was
immersed
in
her
own
search
.
Standing
all
alone
for
the
first
time
since
she
had
heard
the
news
of
her
father
,
she
felt
the
stark
reality
of
the
last
eight
hours
closing
in
around
her
.
Her
father
had
been
murdered
—
cruelly
and
abruptly
.
Almost
equally
painful
was
that
her
father
’
s
creation
had
been
corrupted
—
now
a
tool
of
terrorists
.
Vittoria
was
plagued
with
guilt
to
think
that
it
was
her
invention
that
had
enabled
the
antimatter
to
be
transported
…
her
canister
that
was
now
counting
down
inside
the
Vatican
.
In
an
effort
to
serve
her
father
’
s
quest
for
the
simplicity
of
truth
…
she
had
become
a
conspirator
of
chaos
.
Oddly
,
the
only
thing
that
felt
right
in
her
life
at
the
moment
was
the
presence
of
a
total
stranger
.
Robert
Langdon
.
She
found
an
inexplicable
refuge
in
his
eyes
…
like
the
harmony
of
the
oceans
she
had
left
behind
early
that
morning
.
She
was
glad
he
was
there
.
Not
only
had
he
been
a
source
of
strength
and
hope
for
her
,
Langdon
had
used
his
quick
mind
to
render
this
one
chance
to
catch
her
father
’
s
killer
.
Vittoria
breathed
deeply
as
she
continued
her
search
,
moving
around
the
perimeter
.
She
was
overwhelmed
by
the
unexpected
images
of
personal
revenge
that
had
dominated
her
thoughts
all
day
.
Even
as
a
sworn
lover
of
all
life
…
she
wanted
this
executioner
dead
.
No
amount
of
good
karma
could
make
her
turn
the
other
cheek
today
.
Alarmed
and
electrified
,
she
sensed
something
coursing
through
her
Italian
blood
that
she
had
never
felt
before
…
the
whispers
of
Sicilian
ancestors
defending
family
honor
with
brutal
justice
.
Vendetta
,
Vittoria
thought
,
and
for
the
first
time
in
her
life
understood
.
Visions
of
reprisal
spurred
her
on
.
She
approached
the
tomb
of
Raphael
Santi
.
Even
from
a
distance
she
could
tell
this
guy
was
special
.
His
casket
,
unlike
the
others
,
was
protected
by
a
Plexiglas
shield
and
recessed
into
the
wall
Through
the
barrier
she
could
see
the
front
of
the
sarcophagus
.
Raphael
Santi
1483
-
1520
Vittoria
studied
the
grave
and
then
read
the
one
-
sentence
descriptive
plaque
beside
Raphael
’
s
tomb
.
