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The
elevator
opened
,
and
Vittoria
led
the
way
down
the
dimly
lit
corridor
.
Up
ahead
the
corridor
dead
-
ended
at
a
huge
steel
door
HAZ
-
MAT
.
The
retina
scan
device
beside
the
door
was
identical
to
the
one
upstairs
.
She
approached
.
Carefully
,
she
aligned
her
eye
with
the
lens
.
She
pulled
back
.
Something
was
wrong
.
The
usually
spotless
lens
was
spattered
…
smeared
with
something
that
looked
like
…
blood
?
Confused
she
turned
to
the
two
men
,
but
her
gaze
met
waxen
faces
.
Both
Kohler
and
Langdon
were
white
,
their
eyes
fixed
on
the
floor
at
her
feet
.
Vittoria
followed
their
line
of
sight
…
down
.
"
No
!
"
Langdon
yelled
,
reaching
for
her
.
But
it
was
too
late
.
Vittoria
’
s
vision
locked
on
the
object
on
the
floor
.
It
was
both
utterly
foreign
and
intimately
familiar
to
her
.
It
took
only
an
instant
.
Then
,
with
a
reeling
horror
,
she
knew
.
Staring
up
at
her
from
the
floor
,
discarded
like
a
piece
of
trash
,
was
an
eyeball
.
She
would
have
recognized
that
shade
of
hazel
anywhere
.
The
security
technician
held
his
breath
as
his
commander
leaned
over
his
shoulder
,
studying
the
bank
of
security
monitors
before
them
.
A
minute
passed
.
The
commander
’
s
silence
was
to
be
expected
,
the
technician
told
himself
.
The
commander
was
a
man
of
rigid
protocol
.
He
had
not
risen
to
command
one
of
the
world
’
s
most
elite
security
forces
by
talking
first
and
thinking
second
.
