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He
stopped
.
Patience
,
he
told
himself
,
feeling
aroused
.
There
is
work
to
be
done
.
He
walked
for
a
moment
out
onto
the
chamber
’
s
high
stone
balcony
.
The
evening
breeze
slowly
cooled
his
ardor
.
Far
below
the
Tiber
raged
.
He
raised
his
eyes
to
the
dome
of
St
.
Peter
’
s
,
three
quarters
of
a
mile
away
,
naked
under
the
glare
of
hundreds
of
press
lights
.
"
Your
final
hour
,
"
he
said
aloud
,
picturing
the
thousands
of
Muslims
slaughtered
during
the
Crusades
.
"
At
midnight
you
will
meet
your
God
.
"
Behind
him
,
the
woman
stirred
.
The
Hassassin
turned
.
He
considered
letting
her
wake
up
.
Seeing
terror
in
a
woman
’
s
eyes
was
his
ultimate
aphrodisiac
.
He
opted
for
prudence
.
It
would
be
better
if
she
remained
unconscious
while
he
was
gone
.
Although
she
was
tied
and
would
never
escape
,
the
Hassassin
did
not
want
to
return
and
find
her
exhausted
from
struggling
.
I
want
your
strength
preserved
…
for
me
Lifting
her
head
slightly
,
he
placed
his
palm
beneath
her
neck
and
found
the
hollow
directly
beneath
her
skull
.
The
crown
/
meridian
pressure
point
was
one
he
had
used
countless
times
.
With
crushing
force
,
he
drove
his
thumb
into
the
soft
cartilage
and
felt
it
depress
.
The
woman
slumped
instantly
.
Twenty
minutes
,
he
thought
.
She
would
be
a
tantalizing
end
to
a
perfect
day
.
After
she
had
served
him
and
died
doing
it
,
he
would
stand
on
the
balcony
and
watch
the
midnight
Vatican
fireworks
.
Leaving
his
prize
unconscious
on
the
couch
,
the
Hassassin
went
downstairs
into
a
torchlit
dungeon
.
The
final
task
.
He
walked
to
the
table
and
revered
the
sacred
,
metal
forms
that
had
been
left
there
for
him
.
Water
.
It
was
his
last
.
Removing
a
torch
from
the
wall
as
he
had
done
three
times
already
,
he
began
heating
the
end
.
When
the
end
of
the
object
was
white
hot
,
he
carried
it
to
the
cell
.
Inside
,
a
single
man
stood
in
silence
.
Old
and
alone
.
