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«
Au
secours
!
»
he
shouted
again
into
his
radio
.
Static
.
He
can
’
t
transmit
,
Sophie
realized
,
recalling
that
tourists
with
cell
phones
often
got
frustrated
in
here
when
they
tried
to
call
home
to
brag
about
seeing
the
Mona
Lisa
.
The
extra
surveillance
wiring
in
the
walls
made
it
virtually
impossible
to
get
a
carrier
unless
you
stepped
out
into
the
hall
.
The
guard
was
backing
quickly
toward
the
exit
now
,
and
Sophie
knew
she
had
to
act
immediately
.
Gazing
up
at
the
large
painting
behind
which
she
was
partially
ensconced
,
Sophie
realized
that
Leonardo
Da
Vinci
,
for
the
second
time
tonight
,
was
there
to
help
.
Another
few
meters
,
Grouard
told
himself
,
keeping
his
gun
leveled
.
«
Arrêtez
!
Ou
je
la
détruis
!
»
the
woman
’
s
voice
echoed
across
the
room
.
Grouard
glanced
over
and
stopped
in
his
tracks
.
«
Mon
dieu
,
non
!
»
Through
the
reddish
haze
,
he
could
see
that
the
woman
had
actually
lifted
the
large
painting
off
its
cables
and
propped
it
on
the
floor
in
front
of
her
.
At
five
feet
tall
,
the
canvas
almost
entirely
hid
her
body
.
Grouard
’
s
first
thought
was
to
wonder
why
the
painting
’
s
trip
wires
hadn
’
t
set
off
alarms
,
but
of
course
the
artwork
cable
sensors
had
yet
to
be
reset
tonight
.
What
is
she
doing
!
When
he
saw
it
,
his
blood
went
cold
.
The
canvas
started
to
bulge
in
the
middle
,
the
fragile
outlines
of
the
Virgin
Mary
,
Baby
Jesus
,
and
John
the
Baptist
beginning
to
distort
.
«
Non
!
»
Grouard
screamed
,
frozen
in
horror
as
he
watched
the
priceless
Da
Vinci
stretching
.
The
woman
was
pushing
her
knee
into
the
center
of
the
canvas
from
behind
!
»
NON
!
»
Grouard
wheeled
and
aimed
his
gun
at
her
but
instantly
realized
it
was
an
empty
threat
.
The
canvas
was
only
fabric
,
but
it
was
utterly
impenetrable
–
a
six
-
million
-
dollar
piece
of
body
armor
.
I
can
’
t
put
a
bullet
through
a
Da
Vinci
!
«
Set
down
your
gun
and
radio
,
»
the
woman
said
in
calm
French
,
»
or
I
’
ll
put
my
knee
through
this
painting
.
I
think
you
know
how
my
grandfather
would
feel
about
that
.
»
