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Feeling
bone
weary
,
Aringarosa
closed
his
eyes
and
listened
to
the
television
coverage
of
the
arrest
of
a
prominent
British
knight
,
Sir
Leigh
Teabing
.
The
Teacher
laid
bare
for
all
to
see
.
Teabing
had
caught
wind
of
the
Vatican
’
s
plans
to
disassociate
itself
from
Opus
Dei
.
He
had
chosen
Aringarosa
as
the
perfect
pawn
in
his
plan
.
After
all
,
who
more
likely
to
leap
blindly
after
the
Holy
Grail
thana
man
like
myself
with
everything
to
lose
?
The
Grail
would
have
brought
enormous
power
to
anyone
who
possessed
it
.
Leigh
Teabing
had
protected
his
identity
shrewdly
–
feigning
a
French
accent
and
a
pious
heart
,
and
demanding
as
payment
the
one
thing
he
did
not
need
–
money
.
Aringarosa
had
been
far
too
eager
to
be
suspicious
.
The
price
tag
of
twenty
million
euro
was
paltry
when
compared
with
the
prize
of
obtaining
the
Grail
,
and
with
the
Vatican
’
s
separation
payment
to
Opus
Dei
,
the
finances
had
worked
nicely
.
The
blind
see
what
they
want
to
see
.
Teabing
’
s
ultimate
insult
,
of
course
,
had
been
to
demand
payment
in
Vatican
bonds
,
such
that
if
anything
went
wrong
,
the
investigation
would
lead
to
Rome
.
«
I
am
glad
to
see
you
’
re
well
,
My
Lord
.
»
Aringarosa
recognized
the
gruff
voice
in
the
doorway
,
but
the
face
was
unexpected
–
stern
,
powerful
features
,
slicked
-
back
hair
,
and
a
broad
neck
that
strained
against
his
dark
suit
.
«
Captain
Fache
?
»
Aringarosa
asked
.
The
compassion
and
concern
the
captain
had
shown
for
Aringarosa
’
s
plight
last
night
had
conjured
images
of
a
far
gentler
physique
.
The
captain
approached
the
bed
and
hoisted
a
familiar
,
heavy
black
briefcase
onto
a
chair
.
«
I
believe
this
belongs
to
you
.
»
Aringarosa
looked
at
the
briefcase
filled
with
bonds
and
immediately
looked
away
,
feeling
only
shame
.
«
Yes
…
thank
you
.
»
He
paused
while
working
his
fingers
across
the
seam
of
his
bed
sheet
,
then
continued
.
«
Captain
,
I
have
been
giving
this
deep
thought
,
and
I
need
to
ask
a
favor
of
you
.
»
«
Of
course
.
»
«
The
families
of
those
in
Paris
who
Silas
…
»
He
paused
,
swallowing
the
emotion
.
«
I
realize
no
sum
could
possibly
serve
as
sufficient
restitution
,
and
yet
,
if
you
could
be
kind
enough
to
divide
the
contents
of
this
briefcase
among
them
…
the
families
of
the
deceased
.
»
Fache
’
s
dark
eyes
studied
him
a
long
moment
.
«
A
virtuous
gesture
,
My
Lord
.
I
will
see
to
it
your
wishes
are
carried
out
.
»
