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He
took
the
receiver
.
"
This
is
Captain
Rocher
.
I
am
ranking
officer
here
.
"
"
Rocher
,
"
the
voice
said
.
"
I
will
explain
to
you
who
I
am
.
Then
I
will
tell
you
what
you
are
going
to
do
next
.
"
When
the
caller
stopped
talking
and
hung
up
,
Rocher
stood
stunned
.
He
now
knew
from
whom
he
was
taking
orders
.
Back
at
CERN
,
Sylvie
Baudeloque
was
frantically
trying
to
keep
track
of
all
the
licensing
inquiries
coming
in
on
Kohler
’
s
voice
mail
.
When
the
private
line
on
the
director
’
s
desk
began
to
ring
,
Sylvie
jumped
.
Nobody
had
that
number
.
She
answered
.
"
Yes
?
"
"
Ms
.
Baudeloque
?
This
is
Director
Kohler
.
Contact
my
pilot
.
My
jet
is
to
be
ready
in
five
minutes
.
"
Robert
Langdon
had
no
idea
where
he
was
or
how
long
he
had
been
unconscious
when
he
opened
his
eyes
and
found
himself
staring
up
at
the
underside
of
a
baroque
,
frescoed
cupola
.
Smoke
drifted
overhead
.
Something
was
covering
his
mouth
.
An
oxygen
mask
.
He
pulled
it
off
.
There
was
a
terrible
smell
in
the
room
—
like
burning
flesh
.
Langdon
winced
at
the
pounding
in
his
head
.
He
tried
to
sit
up
.
A
man
in
white
was
kneeling
beside
him
.
"
Riposati
!
"
the
man
said
,
easing
Langdon
onto
his
back
again
.
"
Sono
il
paramédico
.
"
Langdon
succumbed
,
his
head
spiraling
like
the
smoke
overhead
.
What
the
hell
happened
?
Wispy
feelings
of
panic
sifted
through
his
mind
.
