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But
what
is
he
thinking
?
The
object
they
were
pondering
on
the
monitor
was
a
canister
of
some
sort
—
a
canister
with
transparent
sides
.
That
much
was
easy
.
It
was
the
rest
that
was
difficult
.
Inside
the
container
,
as
if
by
some
special
effect
,
a
small
droplet
of
metallic
liquid
seemed
to
be
floating
in
midair
.
The
droplet
appeared
and
disappeared
in
the
robotic
red
blinking
of
a
digital
LED
descending
resolutely
,
making
the
technician
’
s
skin
crawl
.
"
Can
you
lighten
the
contrast
?
"
the
commander
asked
,
startling
the
technician
.
The
technician
heeded
the
instruction
,
and
the
image
lightened
somewhat
.
The
commander
leaned
forward
,
squinting
closer
at
something
that
had
just
come
visible
on
the
base
of
the
container
.
The
technician
followed
his
commander
’
s
gaze
.
Ever
so
faintly
,
printed
next
to
the
LED
was
an
acronym
.
Four
capital
letters
gleaming
in
the
intermittent
spurts
of
light
.
"
Stay
here
,
"
the
commander
said
.
"
Say
nothing
.
I
’
ll
handle
this
.
"
Haz
-
Mat
.
Fifty
meters
below
ground
.
Vittoria
Vetra
stumbled
forward
,
almost
falling
into
the
retina
scan
.
She
sensed
the
American
rushing
to
help
her
,
holding
her
,
supporting
her
weight
.
On
the
floor
at
her
feet
,
her
father
’
s
eyeball
stared
up
.
She
felt
the
air
crushed
from
her
lungs
.
They
cut
out
his
eye
!
Her
world
twisted
.
Kohler
pressed
close
behind
,
speaking
.
Langdon
guided
her
.
As
if
in
a
dream
,
she
found
herself
gazing
into
the
retina
scan
.
The
mechanism
beeped
.
The
door
slid
open
.
