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"
Just
look
around
.
"
Vittoria
sighed
and
surveyed
the
room
for
a
few
moments
.
She
shrugged
.
"
Everything
looks
as
my
father
always
leaves
it
.
Ordered
chaos
.
"
Langdon
sensed
Kohler
weighing
his
options
,
as
if
wondering
how
far
to
push
Vittoria
…
how
much
to
tell
her
.
Apparently
he
decided
to
leave
it
for
the
moment
.
Moving
his
wheelchair
toward
the
center
of
the
room
,
he
surveyed
the
mysterious
cluster
of
seemingly
empty
canisters
.
"
Secrets
,
"
Kohler
finally
said
,
"
are
a
luxury
we
can
no
longer
afford
.
"
Vittoria
nodded
in
acquiescence
,
looking
suddenly
emotional
,
as
if
being
here
brought
with
it
a
torrent
of
memories
.
Give
her
a
minute
,
Langdon
thought
.
As
though
preparing
for
what
she
was
about
to
reveal
,
Vittoria
closed
her
eyes
and
breathed
.
Then
she
breathed
again
.
And
again
.
And
again
…
Langdon
watched
her
,
suddenly
concerned
.
Is
she
okay
?
He
glanced
at
Kohler
,
who
appeared
unfazed
,
apparently
having
seen
this
ritual
before
.
Ten
seconds
passed
before
Vittoria
opened
her
eyes
.
Langdon
could
not
believe
the
metamorphosis
.
Vittoria
Vetra
had
been
transformed
.
Her
full
lips
were
lax
,
her
shoulders
down
,
and
her
eyes
soft
and
assenting
.
It
was
as
though
she
had
realigned
every
muscle
in
her
body
to
accept
the
situation
.
The
resentful
fire
and
personal
anguish
had
been
quelled
somehow
beneath
a
deeper
,
watery
cool
.
"
Where
to
begin
…
"
she
said
,
her
accent
unruffled
.
