Chapter 45

           «Thepoliceareblockingthestreet,»AndréVernetsaid,walkingintothewaitingroom.«Gettingyououtwillbedifficult.»Asheclosedthedoorbehindhim,Vernetsawtheheavy-dutyplasticcaseontheconveyorbeltandhaltedinhistracks.MyGod!TheyaccessedSaunière’saccount?

           SophieandLangdonwereatthetable,huddlingoverwhatlookedtobealargewoodenjewelrybox.Sophieimmediatelyclosedthelidandlookedup.«Wehadtheaccountnumberafterall,»shesaid.

           Vernetwasspeechless.Thischangedeverything.Herespectfullydivertedhiseyesfromtheboxandtriedtofigureouthisnextmove.Ihavetogetthemoutofthebank!Butwiththepolicealreadyhavingsetuparoadblock,Vernetcouldimagineonlyonewaytodothat.«MademoiselleNeveu,ifIcangetyousafelyoutofthebank,willyoubetakingtheitemwithyouorreturningittothevaultbeforeyouleave?»

           SophieglancedatLangdonandthenbacktoVernet.«Weneedtotakeit.»

           Vernetnodded.«Verywell.Thenwhatevertheitemis,Isuggestyouwrapitinyourjacketaswemovethroughthehallways.Iwouldprefernobodyelseseeit.»

           AsLangdonshedhisjacket,Vernethurriedovertotheconveyorbelt,closedthenowemptycrate,andtypedaseriesofsimplecommands.Theconveyorbeltbeganmovingagain,carryingtheplasticcontainerbackdowntothevault.Pullingthegoldkeyfromthepodium,hehandedittoSophie.

           «Thiswayplease.Hurry.»

           Whentheyreachedtherearloadingdock,Vernetcouldseetheflashofpolicelightsfilteringthroughtheundergroundgarage.Hefrowned.Theywereprobablyblockingtheramp.

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