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never be alone.
This was His will . . . His meaning.
God had always asked great sacrifice of those he loved most. Why had the camerlegno
been so slow to understand? Was he too fearful? Too humble? It made no difference. God
had found a way. The camerlegno even understood now why Robert Langdon had been
saved. It was to bring the truth. To compel this ending.
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him. Not in time.
t led down to the
end. In the sacred darkness below.
his sideswatching his own image. Then he turnedlooking back up the stairs.
Three minutes had passed in the chaotic hallways outside the Sistine Chapeland still
no. It was as if the man had been swallowed up by the
rtled looks.
The camerlegno felt like he was floating as he descended into the Niche of the Palliums.
The surge of morphine seemed relentless nowbut he knew God was guiding him.
In the distancehe could hear the cardinals clamoring in confusion as they poured from
the chapelyelling commands to the Swiss Guard.
But they would never find
The camerlegno felt himself drawn . . . faster . . . descending the stairs into the sunken
area where the ninety-nine oil lamps shone brightly. God was