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"
Give
me
the
canister
,
"
the
camerlegno
said
,
his
tone
serene
.
Langdon
did
not
know
what
to
think
anymore
.
He
thrust
the
canister
to
the
camerlegno
.
"
Ninety
seconds
!
"
What
the
camerlegno
did
with
the
antimatter
took
Langdon
totally
by
surprise
.
Holding
the
canister
carefully
in
his
hands
,
the
camerlegno
placed
it
inside
the
cargo
box
.
Then
he
closed
the
heavy
lid
and
used
the
key
to
lock
it
tight
.
"
What
are
you
doing
!
"
Langdon
demanded
.
"
Leading
us
from
temptation
.
"
The
camerlegno
threw
the
key
out
the
open
window
.
As
the
key
tumbled
into
the
night
,
Langdon
felt
his
soul
falling
with
it
.
The
camerlegno
then
took
the
nylon
pack
and
slipped
his
arms
through
the
straps
.
He
fastened
a
waist
clamp
around
his
stomach
and
cinched
it
all
down
like
a
backpack
.
He
turned
to
a
dumbstruck
Robert
Langdon
.
"
I
’
m
sorry
,
"
the
camerlegno
said
.
"
It
wasn
’
t
supposed
to
happen
this
way
.
"
Then
he
opened
his
door
and
hurled
himself
into
the
night
.
The
image
burned
in
Langdon
’
s
unconscious
mind
,
and
with
it
came
the
pain
.
Real
pain
.
Physical
pain
.
Aching
.
Searing
.
He
begged
to
be
taken
,
to
let
it
end
,
but
as
the
water
lapped
louder
in
his
ears
,
new
images
began
to
flash
.
His
hell
had
only
just
begun
.
He
saw
bits
and
pieces
.
Scattered
frames
of
sheer
panic
.
He
lay
halfway
between
death
and
nightmare
,
begging
for
deliverance
,
but
the
pictures
grew
brighter
in
his
mind
.
The
antimatter
canister
was
locked
out
of
reach
.
It
counted
relentlessly
downward
as
the
chopper
shot
upward
.
Fifty
seconds
.
Higher
.
Higher
.
Langdon
spun
wildly
in
the
cabin
,
trying
to
make
sense
of
what
he
had
just
seen
.
Forty
-
five
seconds
.
He
dug
under
seats
searching
for
another
parachute
.
Forty
seconds
.
There
was
none
!
There
had
to
be
an
option
!
Thirty
-
five
seconds
.
He
raced
to
the
open
doorway
of
the
chopper
and
stood
in
the
raging
wind
,
gazing
down
at
the
lights
of
Rome
below
.
Thirty
-
two
seconds
.
