Chapter 37

           TheheavilyforestedparkknownastheBoisdeBoulognewascalledmanythings,buttheParisiancognoscentiknewitas»theGardenofEarthlyDelights.»Theepithet,despitesoundingflattering,wasquitetothecontrary.AnyonewhohadseentheluridBoschpaintingofthesamenameunderstoodthejab;thepainting,liketheforest,wasdarkandtwisted,apurgatoryforfreaksandfetishists.Atnight,theforest’swindinglaneswerelinedwithhundredsofglisteningbodiesforhire,earthlydelightstosatisfyone’sdeepestunspokendesiresmale,female,andeverythinginbetween.

           AsLangdongatheredhisthoughtstotellSophieaboutthePrioryofSion,theirtaxipassedthroughthewoodedentrancetotheparkandbeganheadingwestonthecobblestonecrossfare.Langdonwashavingtroubleconcentratingasascatteringofthepark’snocturnalresidentswerealreadyemergingfromtheshadowsandflauntingtheirwaresintheglareoftheheadlights.Ahead,twotoplessteenagegirlsshotsmolderinggazesintothetaxi.Beyondthem,awell-oiledblackmaninaG-stringturnedandflexedhisbuttocks.Besidehim,agorgeousblondwomanliftedherminiskirttorevealthatshewasnot,infact,awoman.

           Heavenhelpme!Langdonturnedhisgazebackinsidethecabandtookadeepbreath.«TellmeaboutthePrioryofSion,»Sophiesaid.Langdonnodded,unabletoimaginealesscongruousabackdropforthelegendhewasabouttotell.Hewonderedwheretobegin.

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