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As
she
approached
the
end
of
the
aisle
,
she
sensed
the
sound
was
coming
from
the
floor
just
around
the
corner
at
the
end
of
the
pews
.
As
she
moved
forward
,
gun
outstretched
in
her
right
hand
,
she
realized
she
was
also
holding
something
in
her
left
hand
—
her
cell
phone
.
In
her
panic
she
had
forgotten
that
outside
she
had
used
it
to
dial
the
commander
…
setting
off
his
phone
’
s
silent
vibration
feature
as
a
warning
.
Vittoria
raised
her
phone
to
her
ear
.
It
was
still
ringing
.
The
commander
had
never
answered
.
Suddenly
,
with
rising
fear
,
Vittoria
sensed
she
knew
what
was
making
the
sound
.
She
stepped
forward
,
trembling
.
The
entire
church
seemed
to
sink
beneath
her
feet
as
her
eyes
met
the
lifeless
form
on
the
floor
.
No
stream
of
liquid
flowed
from
the
body
.
No
signs
of
violence
tattooed
the
flesh
.
There
was
only
the
fearful
geometry
of
the
commander
’
s
head
…
torqued
backward
,
twisted
180
degrees
in
the
wrong
direction
.
Vittoria
fought
the
images
of
her
own
father
’
s
mangled
body
.
The
phone
on
the
commander
’
s
belt
lay
against
the
floor
,
vibrating
over
and
over
against
the
cold
marble
.
Vittoria
hung
up
her
own
phone
,
and
the
ringing
stopped
.
In
the
silence
,
Vittoria
heard
a
new
sound
.
A
breathing
in
the
dark
directly
behind
her
.
She
started
to
spin
,
gun
raised
,
but
she
knew
she
was
too
late
.
A
laser
beam
of
heat
screamed
from
the
top
of
her
skull
to
the
soles
of
her
feet
as
the
killer
’
s
elbow
crashed
down
on
the
back
of
her
neck
.
"
Now
you
are
mine
,
"
a
voice
said
.
Then
,
everything
went
black
.
Across
the
sanctuary
,
on
the
left
lateral
wall
,
Langdon
balanced
atop
a
pew
and
scraped
upward
on
the
wall
trying
to
reach
the
cleat
.
The
cable
was
still
six
feet
above
his
head
.
Cleats
like
these
were
common
in
churches
and
were
placed
high
to
prevent
tampering
.
Langdon
knew
priests
used
wooden
ladders
called
piuò
li
to
access
the
cleats
.
The
killer
had
obviously
used
the
church
’
s
ladder
to
hoist
his
victim
.
So
where
the
hell
is
the
ladder
now
!
Langdon
looked
down
,
searching
the
floor
around
him
.
He
had
a
faint
recollection
of
seeing
a
ladder
in
here
somewhere
.
But
where
?
A
moment
later
his
heart
sank
.
He
realized
where
he
had
seen
it
.
He
turned
toward
the
raging
fire
.
Sure
enough
,
the
ladder
was
high
atop
the
blaze
,
engulfed
in
flames
.
Filled
now
with
desperation
,
Langdon
scanned
the
entire
church
from
his
raised
platform
,
looking
for
anything
at
all
that
could
help
him
reach
the
cleat
.
As
his
eyes
probed
the
church
,
he
had
a
sudden
realization
.
