Chapter 89

           TheimmaculatecabinofTeabing’sHawkerwasnowcoveredwithsteelshavingsandsmelledofcompressedairandpropane.BezuFachehadsenteveryoneawayandsatalonewithhisdrinkandtheheavywoodenboxfoundinTeabing’ssafe.

           RunninghisfingeracrosstheinlaidRose,heliftedtheornatelid.Insidehefoundastonecylinderwithlettereddials.ThefivedialswerearrangedtospellSOFIA.Fachestaredatthewordalongmomentandthenliftedthecylinderfromitspaddedrestingplaceandexaminedeveryinch.Then,pullingslowlyontheends,Facheslidoffoneoftheendcaps.Thecylinderwasempty.

           Fachesetitbackintheboxandgazedabsentlyoutthejet’swindowatthehangar,ponderinghisbriefconversationwithSophie,aswellastheinformationhe’dreceivedfromPTSinChâteauVillette.Thesoundofhisphoneshookhimfromhisdaydream.

           ItwastheDCPJswitchboard.Thedispatcherwasapologetic.ThepresidentoftheDepositoryBankofZurichhadbeencallingrepeatedly,andalthoughhehadbeentoldseveraltimesthatthecaptainwasinLondononbusiness,hejustkeptcalling.BegrudginglyFachetoldtheoperatortoforwardthecall.

           «MonsieurVernet,»Fachesaid,beforethemancouldevenspeak,»IamsorryIdidnotcallyouearlier.Ihavebeenbusy.Aspromised,thenameofyourbankhasnotappearedinthemedia.Sowhatpreciselyisyourconcern?»

           Vernet’svoicewasanxiousashetoldFachehowLangdonandSophiehadextractedasmallwoodenboxfromthebankandthenpersuadedVernettohelpthemescape

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