«Warren!» Langdon stood up. «Are you okay?»
«no,» he replied. «not really.»
«Did you hear? Peter is safe!»
Bellamy nodded, looking dazed, as if nothing mattered anymore. «Yes, I just heard your conversation. I’m glad.»
«Warren, what the hell is going on?»
Sato intervened. «You boys can catch up in a minute. Right now, Mr. Bellamy is going to reach out to this lunatic and communicate with him. Just like he’s been doing all night.»
Langdon felt lost. «Bellamy hasn’t been communicating with this guy tonight! This guy doesn’t even know Bellamy is involved!»
Sato turned to Bellamy and raised her eyebrows.
Bellamy sighed. «Robert, I’m afraid I haven’t been entirely honest with you this evening.» Langdon could only stare. «I thought I was doing the right thing. .» Bellamy said, looking frightened.
«Well,» Sato said, «now you will do the right thing. . and we’d all better pray to God it works.» As if to substantiate Sato’s portentous tone, the mantel clock began chiming the hour. Sato took out a Ziploc bag of items and tossed it to Bellamy. «Here’s your stuff. Does your cell phone take photos?»
«Yes, ma’am.»
«Good. Hold up the capstone.»
The message Mal’akh had just received was from his contact — Warren Bellamy — the Mason he had sent to the Capitol Building earlier tonight to assist Robert Langdon. Bellamy, like Langdon, wanted Peter Solomon back alive and had assured Mal’akh he would help Langdon acquire and decipher the pyramid. All night, Mal’akh had been receiving e-mail updates, which had been automatically forwarded to his cell phone.
This should be interesting, Mal’akh thought, opening the message.
From: Warren Bellamy got separated from langdon but finally have info you demanded. proof attached.
call for missing piece. — wb — one attachment (jpeg) —
Call for missing piece? Mal’akh wondered, opening the attachment.
The attachment was a photo.
When Mal’akh saw it, he gasped out loud, and he could feel his heart start pounding with excitement. He was looking at a close-up of a tiny golden pyramid. The legendary capstone! The ornate engraving on the face carried a promising message: The secret hides within The Order.
Beneath the inscription, Mal’akh now saw something that stunned him. The capstone seemed to be glowing. In disbelief, he stared at the faintly radiant text and realized that the legend was literally true: The Masonic Pyramid transforms itself to reveal its secret to the worthy.
How this magical transformation had occurred, Mal’akh had no idea, and he didn’t care. The glowing text was clearly pointing to a specific location in D.C., exactly as prophesied. Franklin Square. Unfortunately, the photo of the capstone also included Warren Bellamy’s index finger, which was strategically positioned on the capstone to block out a critical piece of information.
The secret hides within The Order
Franklin Square
Call for missing piece. Mal’akh now understood Bellamy’s meaning.
The Architect of the Capitol had been cooperative all night, but now he had chosen to play a very dangerous game.
CHAPTER 92
Beneath the watchful gaze of several armed cia agents, langdon, katherine, and bellamy waited with sato in the cathedral college sitting room. on the coffee table before them, langdon’s leather bag was still open, the golden capstone peeking out the top. the words Eight Franklin Square had now faded away, leaving no evidence that they had ever existed.
Katherine had pleaded with Sato to let her go see her brother, but Sato had simply shaken her head, eyes fixed on Bellamy’s cell phone. It sat on the coffee table and had yet to ring.
Why didn’t Bellamy just tell me the truth? Langdon wondered. Apparently, the Architect had been in contact with Peter’s captor all night, reassuring him that Langdon was making progress deciphering the pyramid. It was a bluff, an attempt to buy time for Peter. In fact, Bellamy was doing all he could to interfere with anyone who threatened to unveil the pyramid’s secret. Now, however, it seemed that Bellamy had switched sides. He and Sato were now prepared to risk the pyramid’s secret in hopes of catching this man.
«Take your hands off me!» shouted an elderly voice in the hall. «I’m blind, not inept! I know my way through the college!» Dean Galloway was still protesting loudly as a CIA agent manhandled him into the sitting room and forced him into one of the chairs.
«Who’s here?» Galloway demanded, his blank eyes staring dead ahead. «It sounds like a lot of you. How many do you need to detain an old man? Really now!»
«There are seven of us,» Sato declared. «Including Robert Langdon, Katherine Solomon, and your Masonic brother Warren Bellamy.»
Galloway slumped, all his bluster gone.
«We’re okay,» Langdon said. «And we just heard that Peter is safe. He’s in bad shape, but the police are with him.»
«Thank heavens,» Galloway said. «And the — »
a loud rattling caused everyone in the room to jump. it was bellamy’s cell phone vibrating against the coffee table. everyone fell silent.
«Okay, Mr. Bellamy,» Sato said. «Don’t blow it. You know the stakes.»
Bellamy took a deep breath and exhaled. Then he reached down and pressed the speakerphone button to connect the call.
«Bellamy here,» he said, speaking loudly toward the phone on the coffee table.
The voice that crackled back through the speaker was familiar, an airy whisper. It sounded like he was calling from a hands-free speakerphone inside a car. «It’s past midnight, Mr. Bellamy. I was about to put Peter out of his misery.»
There was an uneasy silence in the room. «Let me talk to him.»
«Impossible,» the man replied. «We’re driving. He’s tied up in the trunk.»
Langdon and Katherine exchanged looks and then began shaking their heads at everyone. He’s bluffing! He no longer has Peter!
Sato motioned for Bellamy to keep pressing.
«I want proof that Peter’s alive,» Bellamy said. «I’m not giving you the rest of — »
«Your Worshipful Master needs a doctor. Don’t waste time with negotiations. Tell me the street number on Franklin Square, and I’ll bring Peter to you there.»
«I told you, I want — »
«Now!» the man exploded. «Or I will pull over and Peter Solomon dies this instant!»
«You listen to me,» Bellamy said forcefully. «If you want the rest of the address, you’ll play by my rules. Meet me at Franklin Square. Once you deliver Peter alive, I’ll tell you the number of the building.»
«How do I know you won’t bring the authorities?»
«Because I can’t risk double-crossing you. Peter’s life is not the only card you hold. I know what’s really at stake tonight.»
«You do realize,» the man on the phone said, «that if I sense so much as a hint of anyone other than you at Franklin Square, I will keep driving, and you will never find even a trace of Peter Solomon. And of course. . that will be the least of your worries.»
«I’ll come alone,» Bellamy replied somberly. «When you turn over Peter, I’ll give you everything you need.»
«Center of the square,» the man said. «It will take me at least twenty minutes to get there. I suggest you wait for me as long as it takes.»
The line went dead.
instantly, the room sprang to life. sato began shouting orders. several field agents grabbed their radios and headed for the door. «move! move!»
In the chaos, Langdon looked to Bellamy for some kind of explanation as to what was actually going on tonight, but the older man was already being hurried out the door.
«I need to see my brother!» Katherine shouted. «You have to let us go!»