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"
An
item
was
stolen
from
Vetra
by
his
murderer
.
"
"
An
item
?
"
"
Follow
me
.
"
The
director
propelled
his
wheelchair
back
into
the
fog
-
filled
living
room
.
Langdon
followed
,
not
knowing
what
to
expect
.
Kohler
maneuvered
to
within
inches
of
Vetra
’
s
body
and
stopped
.
He
ushered
Langdon
to
join
him
.
Reluctantly
,
Langdon
came
close
,
bile
rising
in
his
throat
at
the
smell
of
the
victim
’
s
frozen
urine
.
"
Look
at
his
face
,
"
Kohler
said
.
Look
at
his
face
?
Langdon
frowned
.
I
thought
you
said
something
was
stolen
.
Hesitantly
,
Langdon
knelt
down
.
He
tried
to
see
Vetra
’
s
face
,
but
the
head
was
twisted
180
degrees
backward
,
his
face
pressed
into
the
carpet
.
Struggling
against
his
handicap
Kohler
reached
down
and
carefully
twisted
Vetra
’
s
frozen
head
.
Cracking
loudly
,
the
corpse
’
s
face
rotated
into
view
,
contorted
in
agony
.
Kohler
held
it
there
a
moment
.
"
Sweet
Jesus
!
"
Langdon
cried
,
stumbling
back
in
horror
.
Vetra
’
s
face
was
covered
in
blood
.
A
single
hazel
eye
stared
lifelessly
back
at
him
.
The
other
socket
was
tattered
and
empty
.
"
They
stole
his
eye
?
"
Langdon
stepped
out
of
Building
C
into
the
open
air
,
grateful
to
be
outside
Vetra
’
s
flat
.
The
sun
helped
dissolve
the
image
of
the
empty
eye
socket
emblazoned
into
his
mind
.
