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 carries about a hundred times more payload than a nuclear warhead。〃
 Olivetti slumped。 It was like watching a mountain crumble。 Vittoria's feeling of triumph was erased by the look of horror on the camerlegno's face。 
 〃Did you trace the call?〃 Olivetti stammered。
 〃No luck。 Cellular with heavy encryption。 The SAT lines are interfused; so triangulation is out。 The IF signature suggests he's somewhere in Rome; but there's really no way to trace him。〃
 〃Did he make demands?〃 Olivetti said; his voice quiet。
 〃No; sir。 Just warned us that there is antimatter hidden inside the plex。 He seemed surprised I didn't know。 Asked me if I'd seen it yet。 You'd asked me about antimatter; so I decided to advise you。〃
 〃You did the right thing;〃 Olivetti said。 〃I'll be down in a minute。 Alert me immediately if he calls back。〃
 There was a moment of silence on the walkie…talkie。 〃The caller is still on the line; sir。〃
 Olivetti looked like he'd just been electrocuted。 〃The line is open?〃
 〃Yes; sir。 We've been trying to trace him for ten minutes; getting nothing but splayed ferreting。 He must know we can't touch him because he refuses to hang up until he speaks to the camerlegno。〃
 〃Patch him through;〃 the camerlegno manded。 〃Now!〃
 Olivetti wheeled。 〃Father; no。 A trained Swiss Guard negotiator is much better suited to handle this。〃
 〃Now!〃 
 Olivetti gave the order。
 A moment later; the phone on Camerlegno Ventresca's desk began to ring。 The camerlegno rammed his finger down on the speaker…phone button。 〃Who in the name of God do you think you are?〃
 
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 The voice emanating from the camerlegno's speaker phone was metallic and cold; laced with arrogance。 Everyone in the room listened。
 Langdon tried to place the accent。 Middle Eastern; perhaps? 
 〃I am a messenger of an ancient brotherhood;〃 the voice announced in an alien cadence。 〃A brotherhood you have wronged for centuries。 I am a messenger of the Illuminati。〃 
 Langdon felt his muscles tighten; the last shreds of doubt withering away。 For an instant he felt the familiar collision of thrill; privilege; and dead fear that he had experienced when he first saw the ambigram this morning。 
 〃What do you want?〃 the camerlegno demanded。
 〃I represent men of science。 Men who like yourselves are searching for the answers。 Answers to man's destiny; his purpose; his creator。〃
 〃Whoever you are;〃 the camerlegno said; 〃I…〃
 〃Silenzio。 You will do better to listen。 For two millennia your church has dominated the quest for truth。 You have crushed your opposition with lies and prophesies of doom。 You have manipulated the truth to serve your needs; murdering those whose discoveries did not serve your politics。 Are you surprised you are the target of enlightened men from around the globe?〃
 〃Enlightened men do not resort to blackmail to further their causes。〃
 〃Blackmail?〃 The caller laughed。 〃This is not blackmail。 We have no demands。 The abolition of the Vatican is nonnegotiable。 We have waited four hundred years for this day。 At midnight; your city will be destroyed。 There is nothing you can do。〃
 Olivetti stormed toward the speaker phone。 〃Access to this city is impossible! You could not possibly have planted explosives in here!〃
 〃You speak with the ignorant devotion of a Swiss Guard。 Perhaps even an officer? Surely you are aware that for centuries the Illuminati have infiltrated elitist organizations across the globe。 Do you really believe the Vatican is immune?〃
 Jesus; Langdon thought; they've got someone on the inside。 It was no secret that infiltration was the Illuminati trademark of power。 They had infiltrated the Masons; major banking networks; government bodies。 In fact; Churchill had once told reporters that if English spies had infiltrated the Nazis to the degree the Illuminati had infiltrated English Parliament; the war would have been over in one month。
 〃A transparent bluff;〃 Olivetti snapped。 〃Your influence cannot possibly extend so far。〃
 〃Why? Because your Swiss Guards are vigilant? Because they watch every corner of your private world? How about the Swiss Guards themselves? Are they not men? Do you truly believe they stake their lives on a fable about a man who walks on water? Ask yourself how else the canister could have entered your city。 Or how four of your most precious assets could have disappeared this afternoon。〃
 〃Our assets?〃 Olivetti scowled。 〃What do you mean?〃
 〃One; two; three; four。 You haven't missed them by now?〃
 〃What the hell are you talk…〃 Olivetti stopped short; his eyes rocketing wide as though he'd just been punched in the gut。
 〃Light dawns;〃 the caller said。 〃Shall I read their names?〃
 〃What's going on?〃 the camerlegno said; looking bewildered。
 The caller laughed。 〃Your officer has not yet informed you? How sinful。 No surprise。 Such pride。 I imagine the disgrace of telling you the truth 。 。 。 that four cardinals he had sworn to protect seem to have disappeared 。 。 。〃
 Olivetti erupted。 〃Where did you get this information!〃
 〃Camerlegno;〃 the caller gloated; 〃ask your mander if all your cardinals are present in the Sistine Chapel。〃 
 The camerlegno turned to Olivetti; his green eyes demanding an explanation。
 〃Signore;〃 Olivetti whispered in the camerlegno's ear; 〃it is true that four of our cardinals have not yet reported to the Sistine Chapel; but there is no need for alarm。 Every one of them checked into the residence hall this morning; so we know they are safely inside Vatican City。 You yourself had tea with them only hours ago。 They are simply late for the fellowship preceding conclave。 We are searching; but I'm sure they just lost track of time and are still out enjoying the grounds。〃
 〃Enjoying the grounds?〃 The calm departed from the camerlegno's voice。 〃They were due in the chapel over an hour ago!〃
 Langdon shot Vittoria a look of amazement。 Missing cardinals? So that's what they were looking for downstairs? 
 〃Our inventory;〃 the caller said; 〃you will find quite convincing。 There is Cardinal Lamassй from Paris; Cardinal Guidera from Barcelona; Cardinal Ebner from Frankfurt 。 。 。〃
 Olivetti seemed to shrink smaller and smaller after each name was read。 
 The caller paused; as though taking special pleasure in the final name。 〃And from Italy 。 。 。 Cardinal Baggia。〃
 The camerlegno loosened like a tall ship that had just run sheets first into a dead calm。 His frock billowed; and he collapsed in his chair。 〃I preferiti;〃 he whispered。 〃The four favorites 。 。 。 including Baggia 。 。 。 the most likely successor as Supreme Pontiff 。 。 。 how is it possible?〃
 Langdon had read enough about modern papal elections to understand the look of desperation on the camerlegno's face。 Although technically any cardinal under eighty years old could bee Pope; only a very few had the respect necessary to mand a two…thirds majority in the ferociously partisan balloting procedure。 They were known as the preferiti。 And they were all gone。
 Sweat dripped from the camerlegno's brow。 〃What do you intend with these men?〃
 〃What do you think I intend? I am a descendant of the Hassassin。〃
 Langdon felt a shiver。 He knew the name well。 The church had made some deadly enemies through the years…the Hassassin; the Knights Templar; armies that had been either hunted by the Vatican or betrayed by them。 
 〃Let the cardinals go;〃 the camerlegno said。 〃Isn't threatening to destroy the City of God enough?〃
 〃Forget your four cardinals。 They are lost to you。 Be assured their deaths will be remembered though 。 。 。 by millions。 Every martyr's dream。 I will make them media luminaries。 One by one。 By midnight the Illuminati will have everyone's attention。 Why change the world if the world is not watching? Public killings have an intoxicating horror about them; don't they? You proved that long ago 。 。 。 the inquisition; the torture of the Knights Templar; the Crusades。〃 He paused。 〃And of course; la purga。〃 
 The camerlegno was silent。 
 〃Do you not recall la purga?〃 the caller asked。 〃Of course not; you are a child。 Priests are poor historians; anyway。 Perhaps because their history shames them?〃
 〃La purga;〃 Langdon heard himself say。 〃Sixteen sixty…eight。 The church branded four Illuminati scientists with the symbol of the cross。 To purge their sins。〃 
 〃Who is speaking?〃 the voice demanded; sounding more intrigued than concerned。 〃Who else is there?〃
 Langdon felt shaky。 〃My name is not important;〃 he said; trying to keep his voice from wavering。 Speaking to a living Illuminatus was disorienting for him 。 。 。 like speaking to George Washington。 〃I am an academic who has studied the history of your brotherhood。〃
 〃Superb;〃 the voice replied。 〃I am pleased there are still those alive who remember the crimes against us。〃
 〃Most of us think you are dead。〃
 〃A misconception the brotherhood has worked hard to promote。 What else do you know of la purga?〃 
 Langdon hesitated。 What else do I know? That this whole situation is insanity; that's what I know! 〃After the brandings; the scientists were murdered; and their bodies were dropped in public locations around Rome as a warning to other scientists not to join the Illuminati。〃 
 〃Yes。 So we shall do the same。 Quid pro quo。 Consider 

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