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Vittoria
felt
a
loathing
horror
.
She
closed
her
eyes
.
When
she
opened
them
again
,
the
Hassassin
had
produced
a
switchblade
knife
.
He
snapped
it
open
directly
in
front
of
her
face
.
Vittoria
saw
her
own
terrified
reflection
in
the
steel
.
The
Hassassin
turned
the
blade
over
and
ran
the
back
of
it
across
her
belly
.
The
icy
metal
gave
her
chills
.
With
a
contemptuous
stare
,
he
slipped
the
blade
below
the
waistline
of
her
shorts
.
She
inhaled
.
He
moved
back
and
forth
,
slowly
,
dangerously
…
lower
.
Then
he
leaned
forward
,
his
hot
breath
whispering
in
her
ear
.
"
This
blade
cut
out
your
father
’
s
eye
.
"
Vittoria
knew
in
that
instant
that
she
was
capable
of
killing
.
The
Hassassin
turned
the
blade
again
and
began
sawing
upward
through
the
fabric
of
her
khaki
shorts
.
Suddenly
,
he
stopped
,
looking
up
.
Someone
was
in
the
room
.
"
Get
away
from
her
,
"
a
deep
voice
growled
from
the
doorway
Vittoria
could
not
see
who
had
spoken
,
but
she
recognized
the
voice
.
Robert
!
He
’
s
alive
!
The
Hassassin
looked
as
if
he
had
seen
a
ghost
.
"
Mr
.
Langdon
,
you
must
have
a
guardian
angel
.
"
In
the
split
second
it
took
Langdon
to
take
in
his
surroundings
,
he
realized
he
was
in
a
sacred
place
.
The
embellishments
in
the
oblong
room
,
though
old
and
faded
,
were
replete
with
familiar
symbology
.
Pentagram
tiles
.
Planet
frescoes
.
Doves
.
Pyramids
.
