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Kohler
exhaled
a
raspy
,
ailing
breath
.
"
Evidence
suggests
otherwise
.
"
"
Evidence
?
What
evidence
?
"
Langdon
was
wondering
the
same
thing
.
Kohler
was
dabbing
his
mouth
again
.
"
You
’
ll
just
have
to
trust
me
.
"
It
was
clear
,
from
Vittoria
’
s
smoldering
gaze
,
that
she
did
not
.
Langdon
strode
silently
behind
Vittoria
and
Kohler
as
they
moved
back
into
the
main
atrium
where
Langdon
’
s
bizarre
visit
had
begun
.
Vittoria
’
s
legs
drove
in
fluid
efficiency
—
like
an
Olympic
diver
—
a
potency
,
Langdon
figured
,
no
doubt
born
from
the
flexibility
and
control
of
yoga
.
He
could
hear
her
breathing
slowly
and
deliberately
,
as
if
somehow
trying
to
filter
her
grief
.
Langdon
wanted
to
say
something
to
her
,
offer
his
sympathy
.
He
too
had
once
felt
the
abrupt
hollowness
of
unexpectedly
losing
a
parent
.
He
remembered
the
funeral
mostly
,
rainy
and
gray
.
Two
days
after
his
twelfth
birthday
.
The
house
was
filled
with
gray
-
suited
men
from
the
office
,
men
who
squeezed
his
hand
too
hard
when
they
shook
it
.
They
were
all
mumbling
words
like
cardiac
and
stress
.
His
mother
joked
through
teary
eyes
that
she
’
d
always
been
able
to
follow
the
stock
market
simply
by
holding
her
husband
’
s
hand
…
his
pulse
her
own
private
ticker
tape
.
Once
,
when
his
father
was
alive
,
Langdon
had
heard
his
mom
begging
his
father
to
"
stop
and
smell
the
roses
.
"
That
year
,
Langdon
bought
his
father
a
tiny
blown
-
glass
rose
for
Christmas
.
It
was
the
most
beautiful
thing
Langdon
had
ever
seen
…
the
way
the
sun
caught
it
,
throwing
a
rainbow
of
colors
on
the
wall
.
"
It
’
s
lovely
,
"
his
father
had
said
when
he
opened
it
,
kissing
Robert
on
the
forehead
.
"
Let
’
s
find
a
safe
spot
for
it
.
"
Then
his
father
had
carefully
placed
the
rose
on
a
high
dusty
shelf
in
the
darkest
corner
of
the
living
room
.
A
few
days
later
,
Langdon
got
a
stool
,
retrieved
the
rose
,
and
took
it
back
to
the
store
.
His
father
never
noticed
it
was
gone
.
The
ping
of
an
elevator
pulled
Langdon
back
to
the
present
.
Vittoria
and
Kohler
were
in
front
of
him
,
boarding
the
lift
.
Langdon
hesitated
outside
the
open
doors
.
"
Is
something
wrong
?
"
Kohler
asked
,
sounding
more
impatient
than
concerned
.
