Ангелы и демоны

Chapter 97

           

           Liftingherheadslightly,heplacedhispalmbeneathherneckandfoundthehollowdirectlybeneathherskull.Thecrown/meridianpressurepointwasonehehadusedcountlesstimes.Withcrushingforce,hedrovehisthumbintothesoftcartilageandfeltitdepress.Thewomanslumpedinstantly.Twentyminutes,hethought.Shewouldbeatantalizingendtoaperfectday.Aftershehadservedhimanddieddoingit,hewouldstandonthebalconyandwatchthemidnightVaticanfireworks.

           Leavinghisprizeunconsciousonthecouch,theHassassinwentdownstairsintoatorchlitdungeon.Thefinaltask.Hewalkedtothetableandreveredthesacred,metalformsthathadbeenleftthereforhim.

           Water.Itwashislast.

           Removingatorchfromthewallashehaddonethreetimesalready,hebeganheatingtheend.Whentheendoftheobjectwaswhitehot,hecarriedittothecell.

           Inside,asinglemanstoodinsilence.Oldandalone.

           "CardinalBaggia,"thekillerhissed."Haveyouprayedyet?"

           TheItalian’seyeswerefearless."Onlyforyoursoul."

           

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