Chapter 57

           StandingattheroadblockoutsidetheDepositoryBankofZurich,LieutenantColletwonderedwhatwastakingFachesolongtocomeupwiththesearchwarrant.Thebankerswereobviouslyhidingsomething.TheyclaimedLangdonandNeveuhadarrivedearlierandwereturnedawayfromthebankbecausetheydidnothaveproperaccountidentification.

           Sowhywon’ttheyletusinsideforalook?

           Finally,Collet’scellularphonerang.ItwasthecommandpostattheLouvre.«Dowehaveasearchwarrantyet?»Colletdemanded.

           «Forgetaboutthebank,Lieutenant,»theagenttoldhim.«Wejustgotatip.WehavetheexactlocationwhereLangdonandNeveuarehiding.»

           Colletsatdownhardonthehoodofhiscar.«You’rekidding.»

           «Ihaveanaddressinthesuburbs.SomewherenearVersailles.»«DoesCaptainFacheknow?»«Notyet.He’sbusyonanimportantcall.»

           «I’monmyway.Havehimcallassoonashe’sfree.»Collettookdowntheaddressandjumpedinhiscar.Ashepeeledawayfromthebank,ColletrealizedhehadforgottentoaskwhohadtippedDCPJofftoLangdon’slocation.Notthatitmattered.Collethadbeenblessedwithachancetoredeemhisskepticismandearlierblunders.Hewasabouttomakethemosthigh-profilearrestofhiscareer.

           Colletradioedthefivecarsaccompanyinghim.«Nosirens,men.Langdoncan’tknowwe’recoming.»

           Fortykilometersaway,ablackAudipulledoffaruralroadandparkedintheshadowsontheedgeofafield.Silasgotoutandpeeredthroughtherungsofthewrought-ironfencethatencircledthevastcompoundbeforehim