REMY LOGALODIC STOPS THE JAGUAR LIMOZINE BEHIND A ROW OF WASTE CONTAINERS
Industrialized, in an alley full of litter strewn around near the Temple Church. Remy snuffed out the engine and checked around. There was nobody there, it was empty. He got out of the car, walked back, and got back into the car, but this time into the main compartment, where the monk was tossed.
The monk sensed Remi's presence, and he emerged from his prayerlike state of consciousness. And his eyes wept.
They were more curious than fearful. Remy was fascinated throughout the evening by the chained man's ability to maintain his calm. After his communion at the Rangrove, the monk seemed to have spilled his own quandary and handed over his command to higher divine powers.
Remy loosened his tie, his top buttons, his shirt collar, his walk, and he felt like...
He can snoop for the first time in years, then head to a bar in a limousine. Pour a calsa of Smirnov vodka, drink it all at once, and follow it around.
I will soon be a free man.
Remy searched the bar for a sharp instrument and found a delicious bottle opener, tapping it with his finger
A sharp knife blade, usually used to cut a sheet of metal, was used in wine bottles, but it would be used this morning for a more important purpose. Remy turned and faced Silas raising his hand the glittering loophole.
And now those red eyes have shined in horror.
Remy smiled and walked up to the back of the limo. The monk retreated and tried to resist his chains.
"Don't move, Remy whispers lifting the knife.
Silas could not believe that God had abandoned him. Even physical pain.
He sensed him by his handcuffs, he was able to turn him into a spiritual exercise as he asked the pulse in his blood-sucking muscles to hate the sleeve he carried in the fender. I've been praying all night, begging for God's release. Now when the knife made its way to him, he closed.
Silas, his eyes.
Silas Palm's terrible hair is tearing his palms apart. And he screamed so loud, he didn't believe that
He'll die here in the back of the limo without being able to defend himself. I've been doing God's work. The teacher said he'd protect me.
HE FEELS A PINK OF HEAT GOING THROUGH HIS BACK AND POUTHS, AND HE BEGINS TO IMAGINE HIS BLOOD RUNNING
On his body. Now he felt the pain ripping apart his traps as if a spit of fire were passing through them, and seemed to go into a state of unconscious, a body defense mechanism against pain When the heat spread throughout his body, his eyes closed tightly
The last image in his mind is a sketchy image. Imagine, as a young man, a picture of Reverend Arrangarosa standing in front of a small church in Spain... The church that Silas built. That was the beginning of my life. Silas felt and his whole body was burning.
A guy in a uniform with a French accent whispered. "The drink will help.
"The blood flows in your veins.
Silas opened his eyes stunned by the surprise, the man's image was completely blurred.
He offers him a drink. And a pile of tape RIPS on the floor of the car, next to the knife with no blood on it.
Drink that, he said again. "The pain you feel is from the blood rushing in."
Your muscle.
Silas senses that the burning pulse has now turned into stingers. It tasted vodka.
Fortuitous, but he drank it, and he felt both, and this evening he was struck by fate with painful blows of bad luck, but the Lord saved him with a miracle that changed the course of events.
God has not abandoned me.
.. Silas knew what Reverend Arringarosa would tolerate for such an event.
I wanted to untie you before, "Raw apologies, but that was impossible. With
Police break into Filet Palace, then what happened at Bigging Hill Airport. That was the first moment I could do it." You know what I mean by touching him, don't you? Silas retreated in shock. You know poison?
The valet smiled.
Now Silas sits down, rubbing his calcified muscles, feeling a torrent of tensions
And no action can be taken against me. You know what? Remy shook his head and laughed at the thought, wishing I could enjoy the power of this
Kind of, I'm not a teacher. Your money serves him well. But the teacher speaks admirably of you.
Silas was distraught. I don 't understand, if you work for science, why come
Don't you be the opening stone to your house?
Because it's not my house, it's the most important chronicle-measured house in the world. Sir Lay
Ting.
.... You are a mortal. Coincidence
Remy, who seemed not surprised by the obvious coincidence that drove Langdon, smiled
To come to my house. Everything was perfectly predictable; the key stone was in possession of the gondola, which was a preamble to the forearm. What logical place to go other than the house of Lei-Tinch? That I live there is why the teacher turned to me in the first place." Silence Moment. What made the teacher know so much about the holy lime?"
The story's smooth now that the shower has lost its tongue. The teacher has cultivated a servant who enjoyed
To be able to access all of Sir Lai Ting's research. The teacher is really brilliant Theres so much information to show you, Remy said, and he gave him a gun
The Yorker's a shack stuffed with bullets. He then reached through the open spacer and took a small palm sized pistol from the glove box in front of the car. But there is work to be done.
Captain Fash got off his jet that landed at Bigging Hill Airport and listened to the story
"The chief investigator of the Kent police for the incident at Hengar Ting, who did not believe that he had searched the plane myself, insisted, and there was no one in it." His accent has changed.
He shouted, smug. I must also add that if Sir Lai Tien sues me..... I will
Did you question the pilot?
"... Of course not. He's a Frenchman and a power requester.
Take me to the plane.
When the Hungarians arrived, it took only 60 seconds for Vash to notice a spot
West of blood on the pavement near where the TF limousine was. Fash came up to the plane and hit it hard on the body, I am the captain of the French judicial police, open the door!
The pilot, trembling, opened the plane and removed the ladder. Taken to the plane, and after.
Three minutes passed and, with the help of his pistol, he obtained a full confession, including descriptions of the albino monk. The pilot also told him that he had seen Langdon and Sophie leave a box in Tbing's safe, and although the pilot denied knowing what was in the box, he admitted that the box was of interest to Langdon during the flight to London.
The pilot seemed terrified. I know the password.
It's a shame you don't know how to get it.
I opened it.
The pilot squeezed his hands. I know some guys in maintenance here that we might be able to track down.
The pilot was poised to send a radio signal to the men in the maintenance department.
Fash rushed to the back of the plane and poured himself a bad drink.
It was still early, but he had not yet slept, so he did not say that he drank less than noon. Fash sat in the lavish low chair and closed his eyes trying to comprehend the events of the previous night. It was the only thing I could do.
Now they're looking for a limo Jaguar.
Ren Haghev Fash wished for a moment of peace. Lou?
On my way to Len, that was Reverend Ingarosa. We'll be there within."
A clock.
Fash adjusted his session. "I thought you went to Paris. I'm very worried. I changed my plan." Why did you have to do that? Did you find Silas?
No, his captors got away from the local police before my plane arrived.
". Arengarosa exploded in fury in Fash's face. She told me you were gonna stop the plane.
Fash lowered his voice. Reverend, given the sensitivity of your situation, I strongly advise you not to test
Be patient today. I'll find Silas and the others ASAP. At what airport?
You're going down?
Wait a minute. Arringarosa put his hand on the handset and returned to him. The pilot is trying to...
Get that landing at Hero Airport. I 'm the only passenger on the plane, and the change of course wasn' t scheduled
I have to still be at Bigging Hill Business Airport in Kent. I'm gonna get him
"Here It Is. And in case I'm not there when you arrive. I'll leave you a car waiting for you to get drunk.
Like I told you before, have her the Reverend, you're not the only man on the
He's about to lose everything.
