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«
Yes
,
sir
.
»
Collet
ran
out
.
Fache
felt
rigid
as
he
stood
in
the
alcove
.
Outside
the
window
,
the
glass
pyramid
shone
,
its
reflection
rippling
in
the
windswept
pools
.
They
slipped
through
my
fingers
.
He
told
himself
to
relax
.
Even
a
trained
field
agent
would
be
lucky
to
withstand
the
pressure
that
Interpol
was
about
to
apply
.
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A
female
cryptologist
and
a
schoolteacher
?
They
wouldn
t
last
till
dawn
.
The
heavily
forested
park
known
as
the
Bois
de
Boulogne
was
called
many
things
,
but
the
Parisian
cognoscenti
knew
it
as
»
the
Garden
of
Earthly
Delights
.
»
The
epithet
,
despite
sounding
flattering
,
was
quite
to
the
contrary
.
Anyone
who
had
seen
the
lurid
Bosch
painting
of
the
same
name
understood
the
jab
;
the
painting
,
like
the
forest
,
was
dark
and
twisted
,
a
purgatory
for
freaks
and
fetishists
.
At
night
,
the
forest
s
winding
lanes
were
lined
with
hundreds
of
glistening
bodies
for
hire
,
earthly
delights
to
satisfy
one
s
deepest
unspoken
desires
male
,
female
,
and
everything
in
between
.
As
Langdon
gathered
his
thoughts
to
tell
Sophie
about
the
Priory
of
Sion
,
their
taxi
passed
through
the
wooded
entrance
to
the
park
and
began
heading
west
on
the
cobblestone
cross
fare
.
Langdon
was
having
trouble
concentrating
as
a
scattering
of
the
park
s
nocturnal
residents
were
already
emerging
from
the
shadows
and
flaunting
their
wares
in
the
glare
of
the
headlights
.
Ahead
,
two
topless
teenage
girls
shot
smoldering
gazes
into
the
taxi
.
Beyond
them
,
a
well
-
oiled
black
man
in
a
G
-
string
turned
and
flexed
his
buttocks
.
Beside
him
,
a
gorgeous
blond
woman
lifted
her
miniskirt
to
reveal
that
she
was
not
,
in
fact
,
a
woman
.
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Heaven
help
me
!
Langdon
turned
his
gaze
back
inside
the
cab
and
took
a
deep
breath
.
«
Tell
me
about
the
Priory
of
Sion
,
»
Sophie
said
.
Langdon
nodded
,
unable
to
imagine
a
less
congruous
a
backdrop
for
the
legend
he
was
about
to
tell
.
He
wondered
where
to
begin
.
The
brotherhood
s
history
spanned
more
than
a
millennium
an
astonishing
chronicle
of
secrets
,
blackmail
,
betrayal
,
and
even
brutal
torture
at
the
hands
of
an
angry
Pope
.
«
The
Priory
of
Sion
,
»
he
began
,
»
was
founded
in
Jerusalem
in
1099
by
a
French
king
named
Godefroi
de
Bouillon
,
immediately
after
he
had
conquered
the
city
.
»
Sophie
nodded
,
her
eyes
riveted
on
him
.
»
King
Godefroi
was
allegedly
the
possessor
of
a
powerful
secret
a
secret
that
had
been
in
his
family
since
the
time
of
Christ
.
Fearing
his
secret
might
be
lost
when
he
died
,
he
founded
a
secret
brotherhood
the
Priory
of
Sion
and
charged
them
with
protecting
his
secret
by
quietly
passing
it
on
from
generation
to
generation
.
During
their
years
in
Jerusalem
,
the
Priory
learned
of
a
stash
of
hidden
documents
buried
beneath
the
ruins
of
Herod
s
temple
,
which
had
been
built
atop
the
earlier
ruins
of
Solomon
s
Temple
.
These
documents
,
they
believed
,
corroborated
Godefroi
s
powerful
secret
and
were
so
explosive
in
nature
that
the
Church
would
stop
at
nothing
to
get
them
.
»
Sophie
looked
uncertain
.