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A
sudden
explosion
of
rage
erupted
behind
the
monk
’
s
eyes
.
He
lunged
,
lashing
out
with
the
candle
stand
like
a
club
.
As
Sister
Sandrine
fell
,
her
last
feeling
was
an
overwhelming
sense
of
foreboding
.
All
four
are
dead
.
The
precious
truth
is
lost
forever
.
The
security
alarm
on
the
west
end
of
the
Denon
Wing
sent
the
pigeons
in
the
nearby
Tuileries
Gardens
scattering
as
Langdon
and
Sophie
dashed
out
of
the
bulkhead
into
the
Paris
night
.
As
they
ran
across
the
plaza
to
Sophie
’
s
car
,
Langdon
could
hear
police
sirens
wailing
in
the
distance
.
«
That
’
s
it
there
,
»
Sophie
called
,
pointing
to
a
red
snub
-
nosed
two
-
seater
parked
on
the
plaza
.
She
’
s
kidding
,
right
?
The
vehicle
was
easily
the
smallest
car
Langdon
had
ever
seen
.
»
SmartCar
,
»
she
said
.
«
A
hundred
kilometers
to
the
liter
.
»
Langdon
had
barely
thrown
himself
into
the
passenger
seat
before
Sophie
gunned
the
SmartCar
up
and
over
a
curb
onto
a
gravel
divider
.
He
gripped
the
dash
as
the
car
shot
out
across
a
sidewalk
and
bounced
back
down
over
into
the
small
rotary
at
Carrousel
du
Louvre
.
For
an
instant
,
Sophie
seemed
to
consider
taking
the
shortcut
across
the
rotary
by
plowing
straight
ahead
,
through
the
median
’
s
perimeter
hedge
,
and
bisecting
the
large
circle
of
grass
in
the
center
.
«
No
!
»
Langdon
shouted
,
knowing
the
hedges
around
Carrousel
du
Louvre
were
there
to
hide
the
perilous
chasm
in
the
center
–
La
Pyramide
Inversée
–
the
upside
-
down
pyramid
skylight
he
had
seen
earlier
from
inside
the
museum
.
It
was
large
enough
to
swallow
their
Smart
-
Car
in
a
single
gulp
.
Fortunately
,
Sophie
decided
on
the
more
conventional
route
,
jamming
the
wheel
hard
to
the
right
,
circling
properly
until
she
exited
,
cut
left
,
and
swung
into
the
northbound
lane
,
accelerating
toward
Rue
de
Rivoli
.
The
two
-
tone
police
sirens
blared
louder
behind
them
,
and
Langdon
could
see
the
lights
now
in
his
side
view
mirror
.
The
SmartCar
engine
whined
in
protest
as
Sophie
urged
it
faster
away
from
the
Louvre
.
Fifty
yards
ahead
,
the
traffic
light
at
Rivoli
turned
red
.
Sophie
cursed
under
her
breath
and
kept
racing
toward
it
.
Langdon
felt
his
muscles
tighten
.
«
Sophie
?
»
