Saturday, August 22, 2020

Angels Demons Chapter 80-81

80 When Langdon had left the Vatican Secret Archives just two hours prior, he had never envisioned he would see them again. Presently, winded from having run the whole path with his Swiss Guard escort, Langdon wound up back at the chronicles by and by. His escort, the gatekeeper with the scar, presently drove Langdon through the lines of translucent work spaces. The quiet of the chronicles felt by one way or another additionally restricting now, and Langdon was appreciative when the gatekeeper broke it. â€Å"Over here, I think,† he stated, accompanying Langdon to the rear of the chamber where a progression of littler vaults lined the divider. The watchman filtered the titles on the vaults and motioned to one of them. â€Å"Yes, here it is. Right where the officer said it would be.† Langdon read the title. Attivi Vaticani. Vatican resources? He checked the rundown of substance. Genuine estate†¦ currency†¦ Vatican Bank†¦ antiquities†¦ The rundown went on. â€Å"Paperwork of all Vatican assets,† the watchman said. Langdon took a gander at the work space. Jesus. Indeed, even in obscurity, he could tell it was stuffed. â€Å"My authority said that whatever Bernini made while under Vatican support would be recorded here as an asset.† Langdon gestured, understanding the authority's impulses could conceivably pay off. In Bernini's day, everything a craftsman made while under the support of the Pope became, by law, property of the Vatican. It was more similar to feudalism than support, yet top craftsmen lived well and only from time to time grumbled. â€Å"Including works set in temples outside Vatican City?† The trooper gave him an odd look. â€Å"Of course. Every single Catholic holy places in Rome are property of the Vatican.† Langdon took a gander at the rundown in his grasp. It contained the names of the twenty or so places of worship that were situated on an immediate line with West Ponente's breath. The third special raised area of science was one of them, and Langdon trusted he had the opportunity to make sense of which it was. Under different conditions, he would readily have investigated each congregation face to face. Today, notwithstanding, he had around twenty minutes to discover what he was searching for †the one church containing a Bernini tribute to fire. Langdon strolled to the vault's electronic spinning entryway. The gatekeeper didn't follow. Langdon detected an unsure wavering. He grinned. â€Å"The air's fine. Slight, however breathable.† â€Å"My orders are to accompany you here and afterward return promptly to the security center.† â€Å"You're leaving?† â€Å"Yes. The Swiss Guard are not permitted inside the files. I am penetrating convention by accompanying you this far. The administrator helped me to remember that.† â€Å"Breaching protocol?† Do you have any thought what is happening here this evening? â€Å"Whose side is your damn authority on!† All neighborliness vanished from the watchman's face. The scar under his eye jerked. The watchman gazed, looking out of nowhere a ton like Olivetti himself. â€Å"I apologize,† Langdon stated, lamenting the remark. â€Å"It's just†¦ I could utilize some help.† The gatekeeper didn't flicker. â€Å"I am prepared to follow orders. Not banter them. At the point when you find what you are searching for, contact the authority immediately.† Langdon was bothered. â€Å"But where will he be?† The watchman evacuated his walkie-talkie and set it on a close by table. â€Å"Channel one.† Then he vanished into the dim. 81 The TV in the Office of the Pope was a larger than usual Hitachi covered up in a recessed bureau inverse his work area. The ways to the bureau were presently open, and everybody assembled around. Vittoria moved right up front. As the screen heated up, a youthful female columnist came into see. She was a doe-looked at brunette. â€Å"For MSNBC news,† she reported, â€Å"this is Kelly Horan-Jones, live from Vatican City.† The picture behind her was a night shot of St. Dwindle's Basilica with every one of its lights bursting. â€Å"You're not live,† Rocher snapped. â€Å"That's stock film! The lights in the basilica are out.† Olivetti quieted him with a murmur. The columnist kept, sounding tense. â€Å"Shocking improvements in the Vatican decisions tonight. We have reports that two individuals from the College of Cardinals have been fiercely killed in Rome.† Olivetti swore softly. As the columnist proceeded, a watchman showed up at the entryway, short of breath. â€Å"Commander, the focal switchboard reports each line lit. They're mentioning our official situation on †â€Å" â€Å"Disconnect it,† Olivetti stated, never taking his eyes from the TV. The gatekeeper looked dubious. â€Å"But, administrator †â€Å" â€Å"Go!† The gatekeeper ran off. Vittoria detected the camerlegno had needed to state something yet had halted himself. Rather, the man gazed long and hard at Olivetti before turning around to the TV. MSNBC was presently running tape. The Swiss Guards conveyed the assemblage of Cardinal Ebner down the steps outside Santa Maria del Popolo and lifted him into an Alpha Romeo. The tape solidified and zoomed in as the cardinal's bare body got obvious not long before they kept him in the storage compartment of the vehicle. â€Å"Who the hellfire shot this footage?† Olivetti requested. The MSNBC correspondent continued talking. â€Å"This is accepted to be the assemblage of Cardinal Ebner of Frankfurt, Germany. The men expelling his body from the congregation are accepted to be Vatican Swiss Guard.† The journalist seemed as though she was bending over backward to show up suitably moved. They surrounded her face, and she turned out to be much progressively solemn. â€Å"At this time, MSNBC might want to give our watchers an optional admonition. The pictures we are going to show are astoundingly distinctive and may not be appropriate for all audiences.† Vittoria snorted at the station's faked worry for watcher reasonableness, perceiving the admonition as precisely what it was †a definitive media â€Å"teaser line.† Nobody at any point changed channels after a guarantee that way. The correspondent drove it home. â€Å"Again, this recording might be stunning to some viewers.† â€Å"What footage?† Olivetti requested. â€Å"You just demonstrated †â€Å" The shot that filled the screen was of a couple in St. Diminish's Square, traveling through the group. Vittoria immediately perceived the two individuals as Robert and herself. Toward the edge of the screen was a content overlay: Courtesy of the BBC. A chime was tolling. â€Å"Oh, no,† Vittoria said resoundingly. â€Å"Oh†¦ no.† The camerlegno looked confounded. He went to Olivetti. â€Å"I thought you said you appropriated this tape!† Unexpectedly, on TV, a youngster was shouting. The picture panned to locate a young lady pointing at what seemed, by all accounts, to be a bleeding vagrant. Robert Langdon entered suddenly into the casing, attempting to support the young lady. The shot fixed. Everybody in the Pope's office gazed in astonished quietness as the show unfurled before them. The cardinal's body fell face first onto the asphalt. Vittoria showed up and called orders. There was blood. A brand. An unpleasant, bombed endeavor to control CPR. â€Å"This bewildering footage,† the correspondent was stating, â€Å"was shot just minutes back outside the Vatican. Our sources reveal to us this is the assortment of Cardinal Lamasse from France. How he came to be dressed along these lines and why he was not in meeting stay a puzzle. Up until this point, the Vatican has declined to comment.† The tape started to roll once more. â€Å"Refused comment?† Rocher said. â€Å"Give us a damn minute!† The columnist was all the while talking, her eyebrows wrinkling with force. â€Å"Although MSNBC presently can't seem to affirm a rationale in the assault, our sources reveal to us that obligation regarding the homicides has been asserted by a gathering considering themselves the Illuminati.† Olivetti detonated. â€Å"What!† â€Å"†¦ discover progressively about the Illuminati by visiting our site at †â€Å" â€Å"Non e posibile!† Olivetti announced. He exchanged channels. This station had a Hispanic male columnist. † †an evil faction known as the Illuminati, who a few students of history accept †â€Å" Olivetti started squeezing the remote fiercely. Each divert was in a live update. Most were in English. † †Swiss Guards expelling a body from a congregation prior tonight. The body is accepted to be that of Cardinal †â€Å" † †lights in the basilica and exhibition halls are smothered leaving hypothesis †â€Å" † †will be talking with scheme scholar Tyler Tingley, about this stunning resurgence †â€Å" † †bits of gossip about two additional deaths made arrangements for later tonight †â€Å" † †addressing now whether ecclesiastical cheerful Cardinal Baggia is among the missing †â€Å" Vittoria dismissed. Everything was going on so quick. Outside the window, in the settling dull, the crude attraction of human catastrophe appeared to suck individuals toward Vatican City. The group in the square thickened nearly by the moment. People on foot spilled toward them while another group of media staff emptied vans and had a special interest in St. Dwindle's Square. Olivetti set down the remote control and went to the camerlegno. â€Å"Signore, I can't envision how this could occur. We took the tape that was in that camera!† The camerlegno looked immediately too dazed to even think about speaking. No one said a word. The Swiss Guards stood inflexible at consideration. â€Å"It appears,† the camerlegno said at long last, sounding too crushed to possibly be irate, â€Å"that we have not contained this emergency just as I was directed to believe.† He glanced out the window at the social affair masses. â€Å"I need to make an address.† Olivetti shook his head. â€Å"No, signore. That is actually what the Illuminati need you to do †affirm them, enable them. We should remain silent.† â€Å"And these p

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