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The
Aussie
lowered
his
satellite
dish
and
peeled
out
after
the
scoop
of
his
career
.
In
a
stone
chamber
high
above
the
city
,
the
Hassassin
removed
his
soaking
boots
and
bandaged
his
wounded
toe
.
There
was
pain
,
but
not
so
much
that
he
couldn
’
t
enjoy
himself
.
He
turned
to
his
prize
.
She
was
in
the
corner
of
the
room
,
on
her
back
on
a
rudimentary
divan
,
hands
tied
behind
her
,
mouth
gagged
.
The
Hassassin
moved
toward
her
.
She
was
awake
now
.
This
pleased
him
.
Surprisingly
,
in
her
eyes
,
he
saw
fire
instead
of
fear
.
The
fear
will
come
.
Robert
Langdon
dashed
around
the
outer
bulwark
of
the
castle
,
grateful
for
the
glow
of
the
floodlights
.
As
he
circled
the
wall
,
the
courtyard
beneath
him
looked
like
a
museum
of
ancient
warfare
—
catapults
,
stacks
of
marble
cannonballs
,
and
an
arsenal
of
fearful
contraptions
.
Parts
of
the
castle
were
open
to
tourists
during
the
day
,
and
the
courtyard
had
been
partially
restored
to
its
original
state
.
Langdon
’
s
eyes
crossed
the
courtyard
to
the
central
core
of
the
fortress
.
The
circular
citadel
shot
skyward
107
feet
to
the
bronze
angel
above
.
The
balcony
at
the
top
still
glowed
from
within
.
Langdon
wanted
to
call
out
but
knew
better
.
He
would
have
to
find
a
way
in
.
He
checked
his
watch
.
11
:
12
P
.
M
.
Dashing
down
the
stone
ramp
that
hugged
the
inside
of
the
wall
,
Langdon
descended
to
the
courtyard
.
Back
on
ground
level
,
he
ran
through
shadows
,
clockwise
around
the
fort
.
He
passed
three
porticos
,
but
all
of
them
were
permanently
sealed
.
How
did
the
Hassassin
get
in
?
Langdon
pushed
on
.
He
passed
two
modern
entrances
,
but
they
were
padlocked
from
the
outside
.
Not
here
.
He
kept
running
.
