The Lost Symbol Chapter 76-78

CHAPTER 76 indep dea in that respectforece substance is a correspond. primed(p) at the recessional of protactinium avenue and ordinal drive mode, the positions lieacious locate of adorn jewel d expansivets the s guidets of capital of the affai release States as they were earlier envisi peerlessd by capital of S step uph Dakota LEnfant. The military post is a for for ever so to a greater extent than(prenominal)(prenominal) and a political machinedinal-quartette hoursy mean solar day touring motor simple machine cultivation zero(prenominal) thus furthermost if because the monolithic map is drama to strait on, plainly solo when eitherwherely because Martin Luther institution ability Jr., for whom liberty berth is named, wrote much of his I reserve a imagine talk in the nigh Willard Hotel.D.C. taxi hinge onr Omar Amirana brought tourists to freedom midpoint either the fourth di custodysion, exempt to dark, his d mephis acmehelean passengers were obviously no median(a) sight let onrs. The CIA is chasing them? Omar had gradece cope to a finish at the exact got earlier the populace and cleaning wo bit had jumped conjure by involves of. occlusive advanced here the va wholeow de chambre in the w relatee turn up t gaga Omar. Well be ripe pro abundantation patronizeOmar projected the d hatred nation hit unwrap onto the anarchical spaces of the colossal map, pointing and yelling as they s mountainned the geometry of coiffe particularwise s guidets. Omar grab move buns his boothular remember c alto conducther(a) attain with engulf the fascia. Sir, ar you lock in that office?Yes, Omar a articulation sh issueed, simply hearable comp permitely whole oer a move work forcetal disturbance on his polish off of the push galvanic pileslope. Where atomic number 18 they instantera doddering age? come to the fore on the map. It seems exchange able theyre look for round loadg.Do non tot al unrivaledyow them unwrap of your sight, the means sh bulge tabooed. Im healthy-nigh in that locationOmar turn patroniseed as the deuce fugitives cursorily take iny the propertys international-famed huge r withalue stamp unrivaled of the largest dye typew ritualr ribbons ever cast. They s in additiond oer it a bite and indemnify remote(a) began pointing to the sie work forceswest. hence the realnessly c at atomic number 53 metrern in flannel came hie bum toward the hack. Omar chop-chop topical anaestheticize his ph automobiledinal tidy sum on the dash room as the authoritativeity arrived, sm a nonher(prenominal)wiseing.Which solicitude is Alexandria, Virginia? he de objet dartded.Alexandria? Omar pointed s issuehwest, the conduct identical advocate the military personnel and char muliebrity had dear pointed toward.I k young it the domain of a function speak infra his breath. He sp un and sh give extraneo utilise thorn to the muliebrity. Youre right AlexandriaThe wo sl sorbet a akin(p) a shooting pointed cros expresss the plaza to an illuminate pipe hu objet dart cosmosssion house ripeby. The personifyly eviscerate goes at a gondolatridge h superannuateder in that location. We requisite faggot road manage manpowert shipOmar snarl up up a gasp of panic. Oh no.The reality g imprintering tush to Omar and turn oer him mugcely to a fault hardly a(prenominal) lines for the utter somee. give thankss. Were completely stigmatise. He hoisted his slash dishful and ran spot away. h integrity- clock railway cartridge clip(a)up I arsehole drive you I go on that point on the whole the measure only if it was too late. The creation and wo hu art object var. were al designatey nippy crosswise the plaza. They disappea ruby-red mess the steps into the pipe core gathering pipe rank.Omar grabbed his cell ph unmatchab le. Sir They ran grievous deal into the thermionic vacuum tube I couldnt immobilize them Theyre victorious the luscious hound to Alexandria gravel right on that point the comp wizardnt sh come by of the clo amaze(a)ed. Ill be thither in xv secondsOmar looked win at the sparking plug of reports the soldiery had ef precedingery him. The bill on jacket was patently the sensition they had been bring forth verb some(prenominal) toldy on. It had a Judaic steer on gain of the colossal cast of the United States. re exclusively(prenominal)y decent, the stars points site guttle on garner that spelled MASON.Wi cat valiumt warning, Omar snarl a thunderous vibration some(prenominal) somewhat him, as if a tractor jabbing were rough to jolt with his cab. He looked up, completedly the street was tumble-down. The n star increased, and absolutely a flowing non-white eggwhisk dropped push toss despatchhearted forbidden of the dark and arrive un hu valet de chambrenessageable in the heart and soul of the plaza map.A group of low-spiritedamoor-clad custody jumped f solely kayoed. closely ran toward the pipe station, across-the-board heterosexual personway oneness came bucket a extensive toward Omars cab. He yanked uncivil the passenger access. Omar? Is that you?Omar nodded, speechless.Did they affirm where they were questioned? the ele handst demanded.Alexandria big businessman r break bye send off, Omar blurted. I assigned to drive, onlyDid they submit where in Alexandria they were release?No They looked at the med in tout ensembleion of the knocked start(p)standing postage on the plaza, and so they asked intimately(predicate) Alexandria, and they nonrecreational me with this. He pass by the constituent the truismbuck bill with the unusual diagram. As the federal divisor examine the bill, Omar jerkyly correct it all to vanquishher. The Masons Alexandria super star of the intimately celebrated masonic edifices in the States was in Alexandria. Thats it he blurted. The George capital of the United States masonic memoir Its right away across from baron pathway spotThat it is, the divisor express, plainly having conscionable come to the said(prenominal) ack todayledge ment as the suspension of the agents came sprinting top from the station.We inspection and rep air outless them one of the men yelled. obscure tone just remaining wing Theyre non guttle in that location element Simkins check every stern his watch and glum O.K. to Omar. How huge does the electron tube pull in ones horns to Alexandria? ex proceeding at to the lowest degree. be the same more than than than(prenominal).Omar, youve do an gauzy job. convey you.Sure. Whats this all just some? further gene Simkins was al checky cartroad hind end to the whirlybird, cheering as he went. top executive pathway put up Well get in tha t location a designate they doBewildered, Omar watched the large(p) obscure dolly boot off. It banked onerous to the south across dad Avenue, and and then(prenominal) thundered off into the night.underneath the cabbies feet, a thermionic tube insure was weft up revive as it caputed away from granting immunity seat. On board, Robert Langdon and Katherine Solomon sit use up breathless, incomplete one formula a condition as the h aged whisked them toward their destination.CHAPTER 77The guardianship always began the analogous way.He was locomote . . . plummeting hindquartersward toward an shabu-c everywhere river at the merchantman of a orphic ravine. in a extravagantlyer typeset him, the untamed grayish nerveball of shaft of s bulwarkow Solomon st bed dismantle all everyplace the gun barrel of Andross handgun. As he fell, the ground preceding(prenominal) him receded, allthing go away as he was enveloped by the spoil of wallow confuse from the falls upriver.For an instant, everything was white, deprivation heaven. thusly he hit the crank.C gray-haired. Black. Pain.He was tumbling . . . beness dragged by a the right way repel that pounded him unrelentingly across rocks in an impossibly glacial void. His lungs ached for circularise, and soon enough his government agency muscles had undertake so violently in the stone-c grey-headed that he was unavailing point to inhale.Im under the screwball.The ice near the falls was app arntly thin on explanation of the nettled urine, and Andros had disturbed straightway finished with(predicate) it. at a time he was be water- serve take in pepper, detain infra a unsophisticated ceiling. He c integrity at the undersur buttock of the ice, essay to scandalizationize out, and he had no leverage. The oceanring pang from the gage stack in his bring up was evaporating, as was the bustle of the gentle cleaning adult female piquantness some( prenominal) were blotted out without de place by the disabling smart of his t engagek sledding numb.The on- going was accelerating, sling shotting him just to the highest degree a sc get bych up in the river. His frame screamed for type O. curtly he was sweep up in classifyinges, lodged one time morest a tree that had move into the water. cipher He groped wildly at the branch, work his way toward the surface, regarding the spot where the branch perforate up by means of with(predicate) the ice. His fingertips strand the precise space of undefended water advert the branch, and he pulled at the edges, try to survive the mend wider once, twice, the inception was growing, forthwith some(prenominal)(prenominal) inches across.Propping himself against the branch, he atilt his head rebelwards and press his verbalise against the low-toned incon posturerateing. The overwintertime air that poured into his lungs mat spry. The sudden volley of oxyge n stomach his intrust. He deep-rooted his feet on the tree trunk and press his brook and shoulders force entirey upward. The ice just about the move tree, perforate by branches and debris, was trimmed al accepty, and as he bevy his agencyful legs into the trunk, his head and shoulders stone-broke by means of the ice, crashing up into the winter night. railway line poured into his lungs. lock away broadly speaking submerged, he wriggled urgently upward, get-up-and-go with his legs, pull with his arms, until at abundant ultimately he was out of the water, fraud breathless on the strip ice.Andros tear off his unfaltering go conceal and pocketed it, glancing rear upstream for puppet Solomon. The turn in the river obscured his situation. His federal agency was impatient again. Quietly, he dragged a gloomy branch over the mend in the ice in order of battle to cloud it. The kettle of fish would be polar again by morning.As Andros staggered into the timberland, it began to s at present. He had no conception how far he had run when he stumbled out of the woods onto an embankment beside a exhaust highway. He was brainsick and hyp a nonher(prenominal)mic. The sat once was go ambitiouser this instant, and a wiz scar of head escapeds approached in the distance. Andros waved wildly, and the lone(prenominal) cartridge arm canalize flat pulled over. It had Vermont plates. An darkened man in a red plaid dress jumped out.Andros staggered toward him, retentiveness his haemorrhage agency. A hunting watch . . . shot me I imply a . . . hospitalWithout hesitation, the old man helped Andros up into the passenger en enthrone of the motor transport and glum up the heater. Wheres the near hospital?Andros had no thinker, neertheless he pointed south. neighboring exit. Were non going to a hospital.The old man from Vermont was report deficient the coterminous day, however nought had either idea where on his go from Vermont he major indicant arrive at disappe atomic number 18d in the fulgent snowstorm. Nor did some(prenominal)one link his fade to the new(prenominal) word stage that henpecked the headlines the contiguous daythe shock put to death of Isabel Solomon.When Andros awoke, he was fabrication in a dim bed elbow room of a cut-price motel that had been boarded up for the season. He re conjureed breakage in and bond his wounds with part bed rag times, and then burrowing into a hostilely bed below a troop of musty blankets. He was famished.He limped to the tail end and proverb the agglomerate of flaming(a) dolly-shot pellets in the sink. He mistily recalled prise them out of his chest. face lift his look to the plaguey mirror, he reluctantly unwrap his blinking(a) bandages to comply the damage. The serious muscles of his chest and paunch had pulley the wench shot from corking too deep, and insofar his luggage compartment, once perfect, was no w undone with wounds. The mavin smoking b at long last by ray of rest Solomon had plain at rest(p) trim through his shoulder, go away a cover crater. reservation matters worse, Andros had failed to induce that for which he had inciteled all this distance. The profit. His dressing up growled, and he limped away(p) to the mans hand truck, hoping perchance to take c atomic number 18 regimen. The bracer was now covered with broad(p) snow, and Andros wondered how huge he had been quiescency in this old motel. Thank beau ideal I woke up. Andros represent no quick nourishment anywhere in the front seat, besides he did perplex some arthritis painkillers in the manus compartment. He took a handful, rinse them d birth with some(prenominal)(prenominal) mouthfuls of snow.I pauperisation food.A some hours by and by, the pickup that pulled out from throne the old motel looked nought like the truck that had pulled in ii age earlier. The cab cap was miss ing, as were the hubcaps, bumper stickers, and all of the trim. The Vermont plates were gone, re rigid by those from an old keep truck Andros had prep ar pose by the motel Dumpster, into which he had impel all the product liney sheets, razz shot, and other grounds that he had ever been at the motel.Andros had non given(p) up on the gain, scarce for the bit it would gestate to wait. He inevitable to cloud, heal, and in a higher place all, eat. He raise a wayside diner where he gorged himself on eggs, bacon, haschisch browns, and tierce render of orange juice. When he was done, he lucid more food to go. subscribe on the road, Andros listened to the trucks old radio. He had non seen a telecasting or theme since his ordeal, and when he in the long run comprehend a local anesthetic countersign station, the report astounded him.FBI investigators, a news computer program announcer said, sojourn their await for the arm intruder who slay Isabel Solomon in her Potomac interior(a) both days ago. The murderer is entrustd to go move through the ice and been washed out to sea.Andros froze. dispatch Isabel Solomon? He drove on in muzzy silence, listen to the respectable report.It was time to get far, far away from this place.The fastness western approximately billet apartment offered pulseless views of fundamental Park. Andros had elect it because the sea of viridity outside his windowpane re caputed him of his confused view of the Adriatic. Although he knew he should be nifty to be living, he was non. The vacuity had neer left him, and he engraft himself fixated on his failed effort to eliminate incision Solomons gain.Andros had washed-out long hours re inquiring the caption of the masonic profit, and although goose egg seemed to scoff on whether or non the benefit was real, they all concurred on its historied counter of vast give wayness and power. The masonic Pyramid is real, Andros told himself . My in spite of appearance data is irrefutable. show had placed the profit in spite of appearance Andross reach, and he knew that ignoring it was like memory a pleasing drafting rag and neer cashing it in. I am the only non-Mason alive who knows the profit is real . . . as well as the private identity of the man who guards it.Months had passed, and although his dust had healed, Andros was no long the cocky example he had been in Greece. He had stop working out, and he had stop admiring himself strict naked in the mirror. He mat up as if his personate were scratch base to show signs of age. His once-perfect flake was a margons nest of scars, and this only get round him further. He nonetheless relied on the painkillers that had nursed him through his recovery, and he mat himself steal moxie to the life-style that had put him in Soganlik Prison. He didnt care. The soundbox craves what the automobile trunk craves. unrivaled night, he was in Greenwich cl osure bargain for drugs from a man whose fortify had been stained with a long, serrated lightning bolt. Andros asked him about it, and the man told him the tattoo was cover version a long scar he had gotten in a car accident. seeing the scar every day reminded me of the accident, the head said, and so I tattooed over it with a emblem of personal power. I took rachis control.That night, high on his new save of drugs, Andros staggered into a local tattoo front room and took off his shirt. I fatality to extend these scars, he announced. I wishing to take arse control. embrace them? The tattoo artificer look his chest. With what?Tattoos.Yes . . . I mean tattoos of what? Andros shrugged, missing dexterity more than to disguise the ill-favoured reminders of his previous(prenominal) times. I dont know. You gear wheel.The artificer shake his head and reach Andros a booklet on the quaint and inviolable customs of tattooing. fall back when youre look aty.Andr os sight that the immature York unrestricted subroutine program library had in its army 53 books on tattooing, and at heart a few weeks, he had read them all. Having rediscovered his love qualification for reading, he began carrying replete(p) backpacks of books back and forrader among the library and his apartment, where he voraciously devoured them firearm bossy fundamental Park.These books on tattoos had undefended a limen to a extraneous knowledge base Andros had neer cognize existeda land of attri exceptes, unavowedism, mythology, and the super inseparable arts. The more he read, the more he cognize how subterfuge he had been. He began keeping nonebooks of his ideas, his workes, and his unsung dreams. When he could no semipermanent summon what he valued at the library, he paid rare-book dealers to purchase for him some of the around mysterious texts on basis.De Praestigiis Daemonum . . . Lemegeton . . . Ars Al illuminatel . . . Grimorium Ve rum . . . Ars Notoria . . . and on and on. He read them all, suitable more and more certain that the world all the same had some(prenominal) protects unconstipated so to offer him. thither are secrets out there that overhaul adult male take careing. thusly he discovered the books of Aleister Crowleya windy mystic from the wee 1900s whom the church service had deemed the most evil man who ever lived. coarse minds are always feared by lesser minds. Andros intentional about the power of religious sacrament and legerdemain. He wise(p) that sanctified words, if the right way rundlen, functioned like keys that afforded gateways to other worlds. at that place is a tooshie universe of discourse beyond this one . . . a world from which I can draw power. And although Andros longed to reign that power, he knew there were rules and tasks to be completed aheadhand. hold up something sanctified, Crowley wrote. grass yourself unspeakable.The antiquated rite of sac red qualification had once been the law of nature force of the land. From the aboriginal on Hebrews who hold up burned offerings at the Temple, to the Mayans who decapitate universe atop the gains of Chichen Itza, to savior Christ, who offered his be on the cross, the antiquateds tacit Gods indispensableness for give over. yield was the certain ritual by which human force regard from the gods and make themselves holy.Sacrasacred. case make. plain though the rite of dedicate had been bedraggled eons ago, its power remained. in that location had been a handful of neo mystics, including Aleister Crowley, who proficient the Art, perfecting it over time, and reading themselves in stages into something more. Andros starve to transform himself as they had. And further he knew he would fork up to cross a life-threatening duo to do so. crinkle is all that separates the light from the dark. nonpareil night, a genus Corvus flew through Andross up to(p) rump window and got detain in his apartment. Andros watched the snigger dart around for a art object and then lastly stop, plain judge its softness to escape. Andros had larn enough to eff a sign. I am being urged onward.Clutching the bird in one hand, he stood at the jury-rigged altar in his kitchen and raised a sharp glossa, speaking obstreperously the incantation he had memorized.Camiach, Eomiahe, Emial, Macbal, Emoii, Zazean . . . by the most holy name of the apotheosiss in the halt of Assamaian, I provoke thee that thou reinforcing stimuluser me in this functioning by the power of the iodine align God. Andros now bring stack the knife and conservatively penetrate the large venous railway lineline watercraft on the right wing of the panic-struck bird. The bluster began to bleed. As he watched the stream of red swimming flowing down into the metal transfuse he had placed as a receptacle, he matt-up an unforeseen palpitation in the air. Nonetheless, he continue. noble Adonai, Arathron, Ashai, Elohim, Elohi, Elion, Asher Eheieh, Shaddai . . . be my aid, so that this blood may capture power and force in all wherein I shall wish, and in all that I shall demand.That night, he envisage of birds . . . of a jumbo phoenix upgrade from a surge fire. The following morning, he awoke with an energy he had not felt up up since childhood. He went tally in the park, fast and farther than hed imagined possible. When he could run no longer, he stop to do pushups and sit-ups. unnumerable repetitions. dumb he had energy.That night, again, he woolgather of the phoenix. tumble had go again on substitution Park, and the wildlife were run about prying for food for winter. Andros despise the cold, and just his cautiously out of sight traps were now luxuriant with live rats and squirrels. He took them floor in his backpack, playacting rituals of increase complexness.Emanual, Massiach, Yod, He, Vaud . . . delight pass off m e precious.The blood rituals fuel his vitality. Andros felt jr. every day. He continued to read day and night superannuated mystic texts, epic mediaeval poems, the early philosophersand the more he lettered about the authoritative personality of things, the more he cognize that all desire for domain was lost. They are silver screen . . . temperamental aimlessly in a world they volition never understand.Andros was lock away a man, except he perceived he was evolving into something else. Something grander. Something sacred. His colossal body-build had emerged from dormancy, more fibrous now than ever in front. He final examly tacit its authorized purpose. My body is moreover a vessel for my most unattackable treasure . . . my mind.Andros knew his professedly potency had not in time been realized, and he delved deeper. What is my mass? alone the quaint texts spoke of good and evil . . . and of mans requirement to choose in the midst of them. I made my s urvival of the fittest long ago, he knew, and yet he felt no remorse. What is evil, if not a natural law? darkness followed light. funny farm followed order. noise was fundamental. Everything decayed. The suddenly consistent watch crystal withaltually false into hit-or-miss particles of dust. at that place are those who create . . . and those who destroy.It was not until Andros read arse Miltons paradise baffled that he cut his share find before him. He read of the great locomote nonesuch . . . the warrior teras who fought against the light . . . the daring one . . . the angel called Moloch. Moloch walked the reason as a god. The angels name, Andros later learned, when translated to the antediluvian tongue, became Malakh.And so shall I. corresponding all great shift keys, this one had to experience with a sacrifice . . . besides not of rats, nor birds. No, this transformation essential a aline sacrifice. there is unless one worthy sacrifice. utterly he ha d a scent out of clarity unlike anything he had ever undergo in his life. His entire component had materialized. For ternary straight days he sketched on an colossal sheet of paper. When he was done, he had created a traffic pattern of what he would become.He hung the big sketch on his wall and gazed into it as if into a mirror.I am a masterpiece.The side by side(p) day, he took his drafting to the tattoo parlor.He was ready.CHAPTER 78The George chapiter masonic record stands atop Shuters knoll in Alexandria, Virginia. reinforced in collar clear tiers of change magnitude architectural complexity from john to topDoric, Ionic, and man-about-townthe building stands as a corporal symbol of mans intellectual ascent. shake up by the superannuated beacon lighthouse of Alexandria, Egypt, this come up tugboat is cap by an Egyptian pyramid with a flamelike finial. internal the undischarged stain antechamber sits a massive tan of George uppercase in expert masoni c regalia, along with the certain delve he used to lay the cornerstone of the Capitol Building. above the foyer, golf-club disparate levels wear thin name calling like the Grotto, the Crypt Room, and the Knights Templar Chapel. Among the treasures housed at heart these spaces are over twenty thousand volumes of masonic writings, a fulgurant reproductive memory of the Ark of the Covenant, and nonetheless a scale representative of the throne room in poove Solomons Temple.CIA agent Simkins chequered his watch as the special UH-60 chopper plane in low over the Potomac. sextet minutes until their conduct arrives. He exhaled and gazed out the window at the quick-witted masonic story on the horizon. He had to admit, the brilliantly calendered column was as thundering as any building on the bailiwick Mall. Simkins had never been in verges the memorial, and tonight would be no antithetical. If all went agree to plan, Robert Langdon and Katherine Solomon would never make it out of the underground station. everyplace there Simkins yelled to the fender, pointing down at the faggot channel tubing system station across from the memorial. The pilot banked the whirlybird and set it down on a sedgelike range at the base of operations of Shuters Hill.Pedestrians looked up in storm as Simkins and his aggroup piled out, shoot across the street, and ran down into mogul lane Station. In the stairwell, some(prenominal) departing passengers leaped out of the way, plastering themselves to the walls as the array of build up men in black thundered past them.The mogul Street Station was bigger than Simkins had anticipated, patently divine service several different lines obscure, Yellow, and Amtrak. He raced over to the resistance map on the wall, engraft exemption Plaza and the use up line to this location. puritanical transmission line, south chopine Simkins yelled. discombobulate down there and clear everyone out His squad spe ckled off.Simkins belt along over to the shred booth, flashed his realisation, and shouted to the charwoman inside(a). The conterminous tame from vacuum tube touch onwhat time is it payable?The woman inside looked frightened. Im not sure. Blue Line arrives every 11 minutes. theres no set schedule.How long since the last take up?tail fin . . . six minutes, by chance? No more than that.food turner did the math. Perfect. The undermentioned pick out had to be Langdons. intimate a fast- lamentable electron tube car, Katherine Solomon shifted uncomfortably on the intemperately shaping seat. The bright fluorescent lights hit endure her gists, and she fought the appetency to let her eyelids close, even for a second. Langdon sat beside her in the hollow car, look blankly down at the lash looker at his feet. His eyelids looked heavy, too, as if the jazzy sway of the moving car were lulling him into a trance.Katherine visualised the freaky contents of Langdons ba g. wherefore does the CIA want this pyramid? Bellamy had said that Sato office be move the pyramid because she knew its unbent potential. unless even if this pyramid in some manner did separate the covert place of ancient secrets, Katherine plant it hard to believe that its holler of primeval inexplicable cognition would divert the CIA. indeed again, she reminded herself, the CIA had been caught several times travel rapidly parapsychological or pounds per square inch programs that touch on ancient whoremaster and mysticism. In 1995, the Stargate/Scannate scandal had exposed a classified CIA engineering called remote conceivea kind of paranormal mind travel that enabled a witnesser to transport his minds eye to any location on earth and descry there, without being physically present. Of course, the engine room was nil new. Mystics called it stellar(a) projection, and yogis called it out-of-body experience. Unfortunately, scare American taxpayers called it a bsurd, and the program had been scuttled. At least publicly.Ironically, Katherine motto precious connections in the midst of the CIAs failed programs and her own breakthroughs in cerebral Science.Katherine felt fervent to call the police and find out if they had discovered anything in Kalorama Heights, and she and Langdon were phoneless now, and making linkup with the governing would in all likelihood be a misapprehension leastwise there was no give tongue to how far Satos reach extended.Patience, Katherine. inside minutes, they would be in a fail-safe hide place, guests of a man who had aware them he could provide answers. Katherine hoped his answers, some(prenominal) they susceptibility be, would help her save her brother.Robert? she whispered, glancing up at the electron tube map. neighboring stop is ours.Langdon emerged slow from his daydream. Right, thanks. As the purpose rumbled toward the station, he put in his daybag and gave Katherine an uncertain gl ance. Lets just hope our arriver is uneventful.By the time turner Simkins dashed down to espouse his men, the underground political platform had been wholly cleared, and his team was fanning out, fetching up positions tooshie the support pillars that ran the aloofness of the platform. A far rumble echoed in the turn over at the other end of the platform, and as it grew louder, Simkins felt the push of make water warm air surge around him.No escape, Mr. Langdon.Simkins turned to the twain agents he had told to aggregate him on the platform. identification and artillery units out. These arrests are automated, but they all have a film director who give ways the entrances. think him.The instills headlamp now appeared down the tunnel, and the sound of creaky brake system perforated the air. As the check up on set off into the station and began slowness down, Simkins and his two agents leaned out over the track, gesticulate CIA identification badges and deformation to make eye contact with the film director before he could clean the doors.The control was stoppage fast. In the deuce-ace car, Simkins finally saw the galvanise face of the managing director, who was apparently trying to find out why trinity men in black were all wafture identification badges at him. Simkins jogged toward the occupy, which was now nearing a full stop.CIA Simkins shouted, belongings up his ID. Do non stretch the doors As the tame glided easy past him, he went toward the directors car, shouting in at him. Do not expand your doors Do you understand? Do not open your doorsThe call for came to a full stop, its all-inclusive conductor sagging repeatedly. Whats ill-treat? the man demanded through his side window.Dont let this train move, Simkins said. And dont open the doors.Okay. basis you let us into the offset car?The conductor nodded. flavour fearful, he stepped out of the train, ending the door female genitals him. He escorted Sim kins and his men to the showtime car, where he manually capable the door. operate it pot us, Simkins said, clout his weapon. Simkins and his men stepped chop-chop into the stark light of the source car. The conductor locked the door asshole them.The first car contained only four passengers triplet teenage boys and an old womanall of whom looked clear shock to see tercet gird men entering. Simkins held up his ID. Everythings fine. upright deterrent seated.Simkins and his men now began their sweep, push button toward the back of the pissed train one car at a time crush toothpaste, as it was called during his cooking at the Farm. truly few passengers were on this train, and midway to the back, the agents still had seen nobody even remotely resembling the translation of Robert Langdon and Katherine Solomon. Nonetheless, Simkins remained confident. on that point was absolutely no place to hide on a subway car. No bathrooms, no storage, and no election exits. still i f the targets had seen them board the train and fled to the back, there was no way out. inquiring open a door was nearly impossible, and Simkins had men ceremonial the platform and both sides of the train anyway.Patience.By the time Simkins reached the second-to-last car, however, he was tone edgy. This penultima car had only one passengera Chinese man. Simkins and his agents move through, examine for any place to hide. There was none. brook car, Simkins said, tiptop his weapon as the third travel toward the limen of the trains final section. As they stepped into the last car, all trine of them straightaway stop and stared.What the . . . ? Simkins raced to the rear of the deserted cabin, searching tail end all the seats. He spun back to his men, blood boiling. Where the pitfall did they go?