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Langdon
stared
at
the
glistening
fuselage
.
«
That
’
s
Elizabeth
?
»
Teabing
grinned
.
«
Beats
the
bloody
Chunnel
.
»
The
man
in
khakis
hurried
toward
them
,
squinting
into
the
headlights
.
«
Almost
ready
,
sir
,
»
he
called
in
a
British
accent
.
«
My
apologies
for
the
delay
,
but
you
took
me
by
surprise
and
–
«
He
stopped
short
as
the
group
unloaded
.
He
looked
at
Sophie
and
Langdon
,
and
then
Teabing
.
Teabing
said
,
«
My
associates
and
I
have
urgent
business
in
London
.
We
’
ve
no
time
to
waste
.
Please
prepare
to
depart
immediately
.
»
As
he
spoke
,
Teabing
took
the
pistol
out
of
the
vehicle
and
handed
it
to
Langdon
.
The
pilot
’
s
eyes
bulged
at
the
sight
of
the
weapon
.
He
walked
over
to
Teabing
and
whispered
,
»
Sir
,
my
humble
apologies
,
but
my
diplomatic
flight
allowance
provides
only
for
you
and
your
manservant
.
I
cannot
take
your
guests
.
»
«
Richard
,
»
Teabing
said
,
smiling
warmly
,
»
two
thousand
pounds
sterling
and
that
loaded
gun
say
you
can
take
my
guests
.
»
He
motioned
to
the
Range
Rover
.
«
And
the
unfortunate
fellow
in
the
back
.
»
The
Hawker
731
’
s
twin
Garrett
TFE
-
731
engines
thundered
,
powering
the
plane
skyward
with
gut
-
wrenching
force
.
Outside
the
window
,
Le
Bourget
Airfield
dropped
away
with
startling
speed
.
I
’
m
fleeing
the
country
,
Sophie
thought
,
her
body
forced
back
into
the
leather
seat
.
Until
this
moment
,
she
had
believed
her
game
of
cat
and
mouse
with
Fache
would
be
somehow
justifiable
to
the
Ministry
of
Defense
.
I
was
attempting
to
protect
an
innocent
man
.
I
was
trying
to
fulfill
my
grandfather
’
s
dying
wishes
.
That
window
of
opportunity
,
Sophie
knew
,
had
just
closed
.
She
was
leaving
the
country
,
without
documentation
,
accompanying
a
wanted
man
,
and
transporting
abound
hostage
.
If
a
»
line
of
reason
»
had
ever
existed
,
she
had
just
crossed
it
.
At
almost
the
speed
of
sound
.
Sophie
was
seated
with
Langdon
and
Teabing
near
the
front
of
the
cabin
–
the
Fan
Jet
ExecutiveElite
Design
,
according
to
the
gold
medallion
on
the
door
.
Their
plush
swivel
chairs
were
bolted
to
tracks
on
the
floor
and
could
be
repositioned
and
locked
around
a
rectangular
hardwood
table
.
A
mini
-
boardroom
.
The
dignified
surroundings
,
however
,
did
little
to
camouflage
the
less
than
dignified
state
of
affairs
in
the
rear
of
the
plane
where
,
in
a
separate
seating
area
near
the
rest
room
,
Teabing
’
s
manservant
Rémy
sat
with
the
pistol
in
hand
,
begrudgingly
carrying
out
Teabing
’
s
orders
to
stand
guard
over
the
bloody
monk
who
lay
trussed
at
his
feet
like
a
piece
of
luggage
.
«
Before
we
turn
our
attention
to
the
keystone
,
»
Teabing
said
,
»
I
was
wondering
if
you
would
permit
me
a
few
words
.
»
He
sounded
apprehensive
,
like
a
father
about
to
give
the
birds
-
and
-
the
-
bees
lecture
to
his
children
.
«
My
friends
,
I
realize
I
am
but
a
guest
on
this
journey
,
and
I
am
honored
as
such
.
And
yet
,
as
someone
who
has
spent
his
life
in
search
of
the
Grail
,
I
feel
it
is
my
duty
to
warn
you
that
you
are
about
to
step
onto
a
path
from
which
there
is
no
return
,
regardless
of
the
dangers
involved
.
»
He
turned
to
Sophie
.
«
Miss
Neveu
,
your
grandfather
gave
you
this
cryptex
in
hopes
you
would
keep
the
secret
of
the
Holy
Grail
alive
.
»
«
Yes
.
»
