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Chapter 64

           Asheshifteditsposition,though,thelightcaughtwhatappearedtobeasmallholeontheundersideofthelid,positionedintheexactcenter.Langdonclosedthelidandexaminedtheinlaidsymbolfromthetop.Nohole.

           Itdoesn’tpassthrough.

           Settingtheboxonthetable,helookedaroundtheroomandspiedastackofpaperswithapapercliponit.Borrowingtheclip,hereturnedtothebox,openedit,andstudiedtheholeagain.Carefully,heunbentthepaperclipandinsertedoneendintothehole.Hegaveagentlepush.Ittookalmostnoeffort.Heheardsomethingclatterquietlyontothetable.Langdonclosedthelidtolook.Itwasasmallpieceofwood,likeapuzzlepiece.ThewoodenRosehadpoppedoutofthelidandfallenontothedesk.

           Speechless,LangdonstaredatthebarespotonthelidwheretheRosehadbeen.There,engravedinthewood,writteninanimmaculatehand,werefourlinesoftextinalanguagehehadneverseen.

           ThecharacterslookvaguelySemitic,Langdonthoughttohimself,andyetIdon’trecognizethelanguage!

           Asuddenmovementbehindhimcaughthisattention.Outofnowhere,acrushingblowtotheheadknockedLangdontohisknees.

           Ashefell,hethoughtforamomenthesawapaleghosthoveringoverhim,clutchingagun.Theneverythingwentblack.

           

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