Ангелы и демоны

Chapter 120

           Hadtheentireworldjustwitnessedwhathehadseen?HadGodtrulyspokentothecamerlegno?WastheantimatterreallygoingtoappearonSt.Peter’s—

           "Look!"Agaspwentupfromthethrongs.

           "There!"Everyonewassuddenlypointingatthescreen."It’samiracle!"

           Mortatilookedup.Thecameraanglewasunsteady,butitwasclearenough.Theimagewasunforgettable.

           Filmedfrombehind,thecamerlegnowaskneelinginprayerontheearthenfloor.Infrontofhimwasarough-hewnholeinthewall.Insidethehollow,amongtherubbleofancientstone,wasaterracottacasket.AlthoughMortatihadseenthecoffinonlyonceinhislife,heknewbeyondadoubtwhatitcontained.

           SanPietro.

           MortatiwasnotnaiveenoughtothinkthattheshoutsofjoyandamazementnowthunderingthroughthecrowdwereexaltationsfrombearingwitnesstooneofChristianity’smostsacredrelics.St.Peter’stombwasnotwhathadpeoplefallingtotheirkneesinspontaneousprayerandthanksgiving.Itwastheobjectontopofhistomb.

           Theantimattercanister.Itwasthere…whereithadbeenallday…hidinginthedarknessoftheNecropolis.Sleek.Relentless.Deadly.Thecamerlegno’srevelationwascorrect.

           Mortatistaredinwonderatthetransparentcylinder.Theglobuleofliquidstillhoveredatitscore.ThegrottoaroundthecanisterblinkedredastheLEDcounteddownintoitsfinalfiveminutesoflife.

           Alsosittingonthetomb,inchesawayfromthecanister,wasthewirelessSwissGuardsecuritycamerathathadbeenpointedatthecanisterandtransmittingallalong

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