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High
above
Silas
,
in
the
balcony
,
Sister
Sandrine
stifled
a
gasp
.
Her
darkest
fears
had
just
been
confirmed
.
This
visitor
was
not
who
he
seemed
.
The
mysterious
Opus
Dei
monk
had
come
to
Saint
-
Sulpice
for
another
purpose
.
A
secret
purpose
.
You
are
not
the
only
one
with
secrets
,
she
thought
.
Sister
Sandrine
Bieil
was
more
than
the
keeper
of
this
church
.
She
was
a
sentry
.
And
tonight
,
the
ancient
wheels
had
been
set
in
motion
.
The
arrival
of
this
stranger
at
the
base
of
the
obelisk
was
a
signal
from
the
brotherhood
.
It
was
a
silent
call
of
distress
.
The
U
.
S
.
Embassy
in
Paris
is
a
compact
complex
on
Avenue
Gabriel
,
just
north
of
the
Champs
-
Elysées
.
The
three
-
acre
compound
is
considered
U
.
S
.
soil
,
meaning
all
those
who
stand
on
it
are
subject
to
the
same
laws
and
protections
as
they
would
encounter
standing
in
the
United
States
.
The
embassy
’
s
night
operator
was
reading
Time
magazine
’
s
International
Edition
when
the
sound
of
her
phone
interrupted
.
«
U
.
S
.
Embassy
,
»
she
answered
.
«
Good
evening
.
»
The
caller
spoke
English
accented
with
French
.
«
I
need
some
assistance
.
»
Despite
the
politeness
of
the
man
’
s
words
,
his
tone
sounded
gruff
and
official
.
«
I
was
told
you
had
a
phone
message
for
me
on
your
automated
system
.
The
name
is
Langdon
.
Unfortunately
,
I
have
forgotten
my
three
-
digit
access
code
.
If
you
could
help
me
,
I
would
be
most
grateful
.
»
The
operator
paused
,
confused
.
«
I
’
m
sorry
,
sir
.
Your
message
must
be
quite
old
.
That
system
was
removed
two
years
ago
for
security
precautions
.
Moreover
,
all
the
access
codes
were
five
-
digit
.
Who
told
you
we
had
a
message
for
you
?
»
«
You
have
no
automated
phone
system
?
»
«
No
,
sir
.
Any
message
for
you
would
be
handwritten
in
our
services
department
.
What
was
your
name
again
?
»