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Langdon
snapped
his
head
back
up
,
fearing
the
Hassassin
would
lunge
.
He
did
not
.
The
killer
was
waiting
,
almost
as
if
he
were
refreshed
by
the
game
.
Langdon
fought
to
recover
his
focus
,
locking
eyes
again
with
his
quarry
,
thrusting
with
the
pipe
.
But
the
image
of
the
box
hung
in
his
mind
.
Although
the
brands
themselves
were
mesmerizing
—
artifacts
few
Illuminati
scholars
even
believed
existed
—
Langdon
suddenly
realized
there
had
been
something
else
about
the
box
that
had
ignited
a
wave
of
foreboding
within
.
As
the
Hassassin
maneuvered
again
,
Langdon
stole
another
glance
downward
.
My
God
!
In
the
chest
,
the
five
brands
sat
in
compartments
around
the
outer
edge
.
But
in
the
center
,
there
was
another
compartment
.
This
partition
was
empty
,
but
it
clearly
was
intended
to
hold
another
brand
…
a
brand
much
larger
than
the
others
,
and
perfectly
square
.
The
attack
was
a
blur
.
The
Hassassin
swooped
toward
him
like
a
bird
of
prey
.
Langdon
,
his
concentration
having
been
masterfully
diverted
,
tried
to
counter
,
but
the
pipe
felt
like
a
tree
trunk
in
his
hands
.
His
parry
was
too
slow
.
The
Hassassin
dodged
.
As
Langdon
tried
to
retract
the
bar
,
the
Hassassin
’
s
hands
shot
out
and
grabbed
it
.
The
man
’
s
grip
was
strong
,
his
injured
arm
seeming
no
longer
to
affect
him
.
Violently
,
the
two
men
struggled
.
Langdon
felt
the
bar
ripped
away
,
and
a
searing
pain
shot
through
his
palm
.
An
instant
later
,
Langdon
was
staring
into
the
splintered
point
of
the
weapon
.
The
hunter
had
become
the
hunted
.
Langdon
felt
like
he
’
d
been
hit
by
a
cyclone
.
The
Hassassin
circled
,
smiling
now
,
backing
Langdon
against
the
wall
.
"
What
is
your
American
adágio
?
"
he
chided
.
"
Something
about
curiosity
and
the
cat
?
"
Langdon
could
barely
focus
.
He
cursed
his
carelessness
as
the
Hassassin
moved
in
.
Nothing
was
making
sense
.
A
sixth
Illuminati
brand
?
In
frustration
he
blurted
,
"
I
’
ve
never
read
anything
about
a
sixth
Illuminati
brand
!
"
"
I
think
you
probably
have
.
"
The
killer
chuckled
as
he
herded
Langdon
around
the
oval
wall
.
