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Chapter 12

           Inthefluorescentlights,Langdonwassurprisedtoseethatherstrongairactuallyradiatedfromunexpectedlysoftfeatures.Onlyhergazewassharp,andthejuxtapositionconjuredimagesofamultilayeredRenoirportrait…veiledbutdistinct,withaboldnessthatsomehowretaineditsshroudofmystery.

           «Iwantedtowarnyou,Mr.Langdon…»Sophiebegan,stillcatchingherbreath,»thatyouaresoussurveillancecachée.Underaguardedobservation.»Asshespoke,heraccentedEnglishresonatedoffthetilewalls,givinghervoiceahollowquality.

           «But…why?»Langdondemanded.Sophiehadalreadygivenhimanexplanationonthephone,buthewantedtohearitfromherlips.

           «Because,»shesaid,steppingtowardhim,»Fache’sprimarysuspectinthismurderisyou.»

           Langdonwasbracedforthewords,andyettheystillsoundedutterlyridiculous.AccordingtoSophie,LangdonhadbeencalledtotheLouvretonightnotasasymbologistbutratherasasuspectandwascurrentlytheunwittingtargetofoneofDCPJ’sfavoriteinterrogationmethodssurveillancecachéeadeftdeceptioninwhichthepolicecalmlyinvitedasuspecttoacrimesceneandinterviewedhiminhopeshewouldgetnervousandmistakenlyincriminatehimself.

           «Lookinyourjacket’sleftpocket,»Sophiesaid.«You’llfindprooftheyarewatchingyou.»

           Langdonfelthisapprehensionrising.Lookinmypocket?Itsoundedlikesomekindofcheapmagictrick.

           «Justlook.»

           Bewildered,Langdonreachedhishandintohistweedjacket’sleftpocketoneheneverused.Feelingaroundinside,hefoundnothing.

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