Код да Винчи

Chapter 42

           Despitehisenormousmusclesandvisiblesidearm,hisdictionchimedwiththepolishedcourtesyofaSwissbellhop.

           «Bonsoir,»hesaid.«HowmayIhelpyou?»

           Thedual-languagegreetingwasthenewesthospitalitytrickoftheEuropeanhost.Itpresumednothingandopenedthedoorfortheguesttoreplyinwhicheverlanguagewasmorecomfortable.

           Sophierepliedwithneither.Shesimplylaidthegoldkeyonthecounterinfrontoftheman.

           Themanglanceddownandimmediatelystoodstraighter.«Ofcourse.Yourelevatorisattheendofthehall.Iwillalertsomeonethatyouareonyourway.»Sophienoddedandtookherkeyback.«Whichfloor?»Themangaveheranoddlook.«Yourkeyinstructstheelevatorwhichfloor.»Shesmiled.«Ah,yes.»

           Theguardwatchedasthetwonewcomersmadetheirwaytotheelevators,insertedtheirkey,boardedthelift,anddisappeared.Assoonasthedoorhadclosed,hegrabbedthephone.Hewasnotcallingtoalertanyoneoftheirarrival;therewasnoneedforthat.Avaultgreeteralreadyhadbeenalertedautomaticallywhentheclient’skeywasinsertedoutsideintheentrygate.

           Instead,theguardwascallingthebank’snightmanager.Asthelinerang,theguardswitchedthetelevisionbackonandstaredatit.Thenewsstoryhehadbeenwatchingwasjustending.Itdidn’tmatter.Hegotanotherlookatthetwofacesonthetelevision.

           Themanageranswered.«Oui?»

           «Wehaveasituationdownhere.»

           «What’shappening?»themanagerdemanded.

           «TheFrenchpolicearetrackingtwofugitivestonight.»«So?»«Bothofthemjustwalkedintoourbank.

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