The Da Vinci Code

touched a nerve with the Priory.
Langdon has stumbled onto a truth, and Saunière fears its release. Teabing felt certain the Grand 
Master was summoning Langdon to silence him.
The Truth has been silenced long enough!
Teabing knew he had to act quickly. Silas's attack would accomplish two goals. It would prevent 
Saunière from persuading Langdon to keep quiet, and it would ensure that once the keystone was 
in Teabing's hands, Langdon would be in Paris for recruitment should Teabing need him.
Arranging the fatal meeting between Saunière and Silas had been almost too easy. I had inside 
information about Saunière's deepest fears. Yesterday afternoon, Silas had phoned the curator and 
posed as a distraught priest. "Monsieur Saunière, forgive me, I must speak to you at once. I should 
never breach the sanctity of the confessional, but in this case, I feel I must. I just took confession 
from a man who claimed to have murdered members of your family."

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Saunière's response was startled but wary. "My family died in an accident. The police report was 
conclusive."
"Yes, a car accident," Silas said, baiting the hook. "The man I spoke to said he forced their car off 
the road into a river."
Saunière fell silent.
"Monsieur Saunière, I would never have phoned you directly except this man made a comment 
which makes me now fear for your safety." He paused. "The man also mentioned your 
granddaughter, Sophie."
The mention of Sophie's name had been the catalyst. The curator leapt into action. He ordered Silas 
to come see him immediately in the safest location Saunière knew—his Louvre office. Then he 
phoned Sophie to warn her she might be in danger. Drinks with Robert Langdon were instantly 
abandoned.
Now, with Langdon separated from Sophie on the far side of the room, Teabing sensed he had 
successfully alienated the two companions from one another. Sophie Neveu remained defiant, but 
Langdon clearly saw the larger picture. He was trying to figure out the password. He understands 
the importance of finding the Grail and releasing her from bondage.
"He won't open it for you," Sophie said coldly. "Even if he can."
Teabing was glancing at Langdon as he held the gun on Sophie. He was fairly certain now he was 
going to have to use the weapon. Although the idea troubled him, he knew he would not hesitate if 
it came to that. I have given her every opportunity to do the right thing. The Grail is bigger than 
any one of us.
At that moment, Langdon turned from the window. "The tomb..." he said suddenly, facing them 
with a faint glimmer of hope in his eyes. "I know where to look on Newton's tomb. Yes, I think I 
can find the password!"
Teabing's heart soared. "Where, Robert? Tell me!"
Sophie sounded horrified. "Robert, no! You're not going to help him, are you?"
Langdon approached with a resolute stride, holding the cryptex before him. "No," he said, his eyes 
hardening as he turned to Leigh. "Not until he lets you go."
Teabing's optimism darkened. "We are so close, Robert. Don't you dare start playing games with 
me!"

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"No games," Langdon said. "Let her go. Then I'll take you to Newton's tomb. We'll open the 
cryptex together."
"I'm not going anywhere," Sophie declared, her eyes narrowing with rage. "That cryptex was given 
to me by my grandfather. It is not yours to open."
Langdon wheeled, looking fearful. "Sophie, please! You're in danger. I'm trying to help you!"
"How? By unveiling the secret my grandfather died trying to protect? He trusted you, Robert. I 
trusted you!"
Langdon's blue eyes showed panic now, and Teabing could not help but smile to see the two of 
them working against one another. Langdon's attempts to be gallant were more pathetic than 
anything. On the verge of unveiling one of history's greatest secrets, and he troubles himself with a