Last night she had been worried about protecting her job. Now she was

worried about protecting her life.

In silence Sienna & Langdon hurried downstairs towards the

basement.

Langdon & Sienna sprang into motion again – although probably

delaying the inevitable – shuffling backward on all fours into the second

cavern.

No wonder his father wanted to know what Bosinney meant, no wonder

He

knew his mission. And he knew his stakes.

The

ponding on the little grey door returned. Firm & relentless.

Down dropped the breeze, the sails dropped down.

The principal production of these towns appear to be soldiers, sailors, Jews, chalk,

shrimps, officers & dock-yard men.