Ангелы и демоны

Chapter 17

           Genius,someonehadonceexplainedtoher,acceptsgeniusunconditionally.

           Genius,shethought.Myfather…Dad.Dead.

           TheentrytoLeonardoVetra’slabwasalongsterilehallwaypavedentirelyinwhitetile.Langdonfeltlikehewasenteringsomekindofundergroundinsaneasylum.Liningthecorridorweredozensofframed,black-and-whiteimages.AlthoughLangdonhadmadeacareerofstudyingimages,thesewereentirelyalientohim.Theylookedlikechaoticnegativesofrandomstreaksandspirals.Modernart?hemused.JacksonPollockonamphetamines?

           "Scatterplots,"Vittoriasaid,apparentlynotingLangdon’sinterest."Computerrepresentationsofparticlecollisions.That’stheZ-particle,"shesaid,pointingtoafainttrackthatwasalmostinvisibleintheconfusion."Myfatherdiscovereditfiveyearsago.Pureenergy—nomassatall.Itmaywellbethesmallestbuildingblockinnature.Matterisnothingbuttrappedenergy."

           Matterisenergy?Langdoncockedhishead.SoundsprettyZen.HegazedatthetinystreakinthephotographandwonderedwhathisbuddiesintheHarvardphysicsdepartmentwouldsaywhenhetoldthemhe’dspenttheweekendhangingoutinaLargeHadronCollideradmiringZ-particles.

           "Vittoria,"Kohlersaid,astheyapproachedthelab’simposingsteeldoor,"IshouldmentionthatIcamedownherethismorninglookingforyourfather."

           Vittoriaflushedslightly."Youdid?"

           "Yes.AndimaginemysurprisewhenIdiscoveredhehadreplacedCERN’sstandardkeypadsecuritywithsomethingelse."Kohlermotionedtoanintricateelectronicdevicemountedbesidethedoor

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