Inferno sleep no more9/19/2023 “Robert, come back!”īut Langdon was already on the move, heading back along the strut toward the central spine of the garret, leaving Sienna in the darkness, inching across the sidewall, eight feet below him. “Sienna, keep going,” he whispered, reacting on instinct. Someone was coming their way-moving along the main walkway and cutting off their escape route. The beam of a flashlight now appeared, sweeping the area, getting closer every second. Suddenly, somewhere in the darkness ahead, a door slammed and he heard fast-moving footsteps approaching along the walkway. Stay near shore.Īs Sienna reached the halfway point, approaching the strut on which he stood in the darkness, Langdon felt a sudden renewed hope that they might indeed get out of here in time. Then, inching along the wall, Sienna began moving in Langdon’s direction as if she were inching across the ledge of a high building. She eased herself down onto the edge of the wooden lacunar. It should hold me.”īefore Langdon could protest, Sienna was climbing down off the strut, using a series of supporting beams as a ladder. “Down there,” Sienna whispered, pointing into the obscurity below them. By the time they reached the sidewall, they were almost entirely in darkness. Langdon followed on his beam, the footing becoming more treacherous with each step as they ventured away from the flashlight beam. “I’ve got an idea,” Sienna said, now moving sideways along the strut, heading for the sidewall. Langdon had feared as much the last thing they needed now was to send a two-by-six crashing through a Vasari canvas. “Not without the other end falling into the canvas.” “Can you drag it across to reach this strut?” “The plank behind you,” Langdon whispered. The large flashlight, still glowing, was resting on the canvas itself, creating a small indentation, like a stone on a trampoline. Eight feet beneath them, the fallen plank had come to rest across the wooden framing that supported the canvas bearing Vasari’s Apotheosis. In the darkness of the garret, Langdon and Sienna were now separated by a twenty-foot expanse of open air. For a moment she thought she knew him, but when she opened her eyes for another look, the man had disappeared. He wore designer glasses and a preppie necktie. As she closed her eyes, she could have sworn she saw a man studying her from the shadows.
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