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proximity
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:
GRAIL
,
ROSE
,
SANGREAL
,
CHALICE
«
How
long
will
this
take
?
»
Sophie
asked
.
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«
A
few
hundred
terabytes
with
multiple
cross
-
referencing
fields
?
»
Gettum
s
eyes
glimmered
as
she
clicked
the
SEARCH
key
.
«
A
mere
fifteen
minutes
.
»
Langdon
and
Sophie
said
nothing
,
but
Gettum
sensed
this
sounded
like
an
eternity
to
them
.
«
Tea
?
»
Gettum
asked
,
standing
and
walking
toward
the
pot
she
had
made
earlier
.
«
Leigh
always
loves
my
tea
.
»
London
s
Opus
Dei
Centre
is
a
modest
brick
building
at
5
Orme
Court
,
overlooking
the
North
Walk
at
Kensington
Gardens
.
Silas
had
never
been
here
,
but
he
felt
a
rising
sense
of
refuge
and
asylum
as
he
approached
the
building
on
foot
.
Despite
the
rain
,
Rémy
had
dropped
him
off
a
short
distance
away
in
order
to
keep
the
limousine
off
the
main
streets
.
Silas
didn
t
mind
the
walk
.
The
rain
was
cleansing
.
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At
Rémy
s
suggestion
,
Silas
had
wiped
down
his
gun
and
disposed
of
it
through
a
sewer
grate
.
He
was
glad
to
get
rid
of
it
.
He
felt
lighter
.
His
legs
still
ached
from
being
bound
all
that
time
,
but
Silas
had
endured
far
greater
pain
.
He
wondered
,
though
,
about
Teabing
,
whom
Rémy
had
left
bound
in
the
back
of
the
limousine
.
The
Briton
certainly
had
to
be
feeling
the
pain
by
now
.
«
What
will
you
do
with
him
?
»
Silas
had
asked
Rémy
as
they
drove
over
here
.
Rémy
had
shrugged
.
«
That
is
a
decision
for
the
Teacher
.
»
There
was
an
odd
finality
in
his
tone
.
Now
,
as
Silas
approached
the
Opus
Dei
building
,
the
rain
began
to
fall
harder
,
soaking
his
heavy
robe
,
stinging
the
wounds
of
the
day
before
.
He
was
ready
to
leave
behind
the
sins
of
the
last
twenty
-
four
hours
and
purge
his
soul
.
His
work
was
done
.
Moving
across
a
small
courtyard
to
the
front
door
,
Silas
was
not
surprised
to
find
the
door
unlocked
.
He
opened
it
and
stepped
into
the
minimalist
foyer
.
A
muted
electronic
chime
sounded
upstairs
as
Silas
stepped
onto
the
carpet
.
The
bell
was
a
common
feature
in
these
halls
where
the
residents
spent
most
of
the
day
in
their
rooms
in
prayer
.
Silas
could
hear
movement
above
on
the
creaky
wood
floors