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Chapter 16

           

           Hiswordshadsentanunexpectedsurgeoflongingthroughherbones.Myfamily!Inthatfleetinginstant,Sophiesawimagesfromthedreamthathadawokenhercountlesstimeswhenshewasalittlegirl:Myfamilyisalive!Theyarecominghome!But,asinherdream,thepicturesevaporatedintooblivion.

           Yourfamilyisdead,Sophie.Theyarenotcominghome.

           «Sophie…»hergrandfathersaidonthemachine.«Ihavebeenwaitingforyearstotellyou.Waitingfortherightmoment,butnowtimehasrunout.CallmeattheLouvre.Assoonasyougetthis.I’llwaithereallnight.Ifearwebothmaybeindanger.There’ssomuchyouneedtoknow.»

           Themessageended.

           Inthesilence,Sophiestoodtremblingforwhatfeltlikeminutes.Assheconsideredhergrandfather’smessage,onlyonepossibilitymadesense,andhistrueintentdawned.

           Itwasbait.

           Obviously,hergrandfatherwanteddesperatelytoseeher.Hewastryinganything.Herdisgustforthemandeepened.SophiewonderedifmaybehehadfallenterminallyillandhaddecidedtoattemptanyployhecouldthinkoftogetSophietovisithimonelasttime.Ifso,hehadchosenwisely.

           Myfamily.

           Now,standinginthedarknessoftheLouvremen’sroom,Sophiecouldheartheechoesofthisafternoon’sphonemessage.Sophie,webothmaybeindanger.Callme.

           Shehadnotcalledhim.Norhadsheplannedto.Now,however,herskepticismhadbeendeeplychallenged.Hergrandfatherlaymurderedinsidehisownmuseum.Andhehadwrittenacodeonthefloor.

           Acodeforher.Ofthis,shewascertain.

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