〃Not at this hour； sir。 Only the taxi queue。〃
〃Good。 Question the drivers。 See if they saw anything。 Then contact the taxi pany dispatcher with descriptions。 I'm calling Interpol。〃
Collet looked surprised。 〃You're putting this on the wire？〃
Fache regretted the potential embarrassment； but he saw no other choice。
Close the net fast； and close it tight。
The first hour was critical。 Fugitives were predictable the first hour after escape。 They always needed the same thing。 Travel。 Lodging。 Cash。 The Holy Trinity。 Interpol had the power to make all three disappear in the blink of an eye。 By broadcast…faxing photos of Langdon and Sophie to Paris travel authorities； hotels； and banks； Interpol would leave no options—no way to leave the city； no place to hide； and no way to withdraw cash without being recognized。 Usually； fugitives panicked on the street and did something stupid。 Stole a car。 Robbed a store。 Used a bank card in desperation。 Whatever mistake they mitted； they quickly made their whereabouts known to local authorities。
〃Only Langdon； right？〃 Collet said。 〃You're not flagging Sophie Neveu。 She's our own agent。〃
〃Of course I'm flagging her！〃 Fache snapped。 〃What good is flagging Langdon if she can do all his dirty work？ I plan to run Neveu's employment file—friends； family； personal contacts—anyone she might turn to for help。 I don't know what she thinks she's doing out there； but it's going to cost her one hell of a lot more than her job！〃
〃Do you want me on the phones or in the field？〃
〃Field。 Get over to the train station and coordinate the team。 You've got the reins； but don't make a move without talking to me。〃
〃Yes； sir。〃 Collet ran out。
Fache felt rigid as he stood in the alcove。 Outside the window； the glass pyramid shone； its reflection rippling in the windswept pools。 They slipped through my fingers。 He told himself to relax。
Even a trained field agent would be lucky to withstand the pressure that Interpol was about to apply。
A female cryptologist and a schoolteacher？
They wouldn't last till dawn。
CHAPTER 37
The heavily forested park known as the Bois de Boulogne was called many things； but the Parisian cognoscenti knew it as 〃the Garden of Earthly Delights。〃 The epithet； despite sounding flattering； was quite to the contrary。 Anyone who had seen the lurid Bosch painting of the same name understood the jab； the painting； like the forest； was dark and twisted； a purgatory for freaks and fetishists。 At night； the forest's winding lanes were lined with hundreds of glistening bodies for hire； earthly delights to satisfy one's deepest unspoken desires—male； female； and everything in between。
As Langdon gathered his thoughts to tell Sophie about the Priory of Sion； their taxi passed through the wooded entrance to the park and began heading west on the cobblestone crossfare。 Langdon was having trouble concentrating as a scattering of the park's nocturnal residents were already emerging from the shadows and flaunting their wares in the glare of the headlights。 Ahead； two topless teenage girls shot smoldering gazes into the taxi。 Beyond them； a well…oiled black man in a G…string turned and flexed his buttocks。 Beside him； a gorgeous blond woman lifted her miniskirt to reveal that she was not； in fact； a woman。
Heaven help me！ Langdon turned his gaze back inside the cab and took a deep breath。
〃Tell me about the Priory of Sion；〃 Sophie said。
Langdon nodded； unable to imagine a less congruous a backdrop for the legend he was about to tell。 He wondered where to begin。 The brotherhood's history spanned more than a millennium。。。 an astonishing chronicle of secrets； blackmail； betrayal； and even brutal torture at the hands of an angry Pope。
〃The Priory of Sion；〃 he began； 〃was founded in Jerusalem in 1099 by a French king named Godefroi de Bouillon； immediately after he had conquered the city。〃
Sophie nodded； her eyes riveted on him。
〃King Godefroi was allegedly the possessor of a powerful secret—a secret that had been in his family since the time of Christ。 Fearing his secret might be lost when he died； he founded a secret brotherhood—the Priory of Sion—and charged them with protecting his secret by quietly passing it on from generation to generation。 During their years in Jerusalem； the Priory learned of a stash of hidden documents buried beneath the ruins of Herod's temple； which had been built atop the earlier ruins of Solomon's Temple。 These documents； they believed； corroborated Godefroi's powerful secret and were so explosive in nature that the Church would stop at nothing to get them。〃 Sophie looked uncertain。
〃The Priory vowed that no matter how long it took； these documents must be recovered from the rubble beneath the temple and protected forever； so the truth would never die。 In order to retrieve the documents from within the ruins； the Priory created a military arm—a group of nine knights called the Order of the Poor Knights of Christ and the Temple of Solomon。〃 Langdon paused。 〃More monly known as the Knights Templar。〃
Sophie glanced up with a surprised look of recognition。 Langdon had lectured often enough on the Knights Templar to know that almost everyone on earth had heard of them； at least abstractedly。 For academics； the Templars' history was a precarious world where fact； lore； and misinformation had bee so intertwined that extracting a pristine truth was almost impossible。 Nowadays； Langdon hesitated even to mention the Knights Templar while lecturing because it invariably led to a barrage of convoluted inquiries into assorted conspiracy theories。
Sophie already looked troubled。 〃You're saying the Knights Templar were founded by the Priory of Sion to retrieve a collection of secret documents？ I thought the Templars were created to protect the Holy Land。〃
〃A mon misconception。 The idea of protection of pilgrims was the guise under which the Templars ran their mission。 Their true goal in the Holy Land was to retrieve the documents from beneath the ruins of the temple。〃
〃And did they find them？〃
Langdon grinned。 〃Nobody knows for sure； but the one thing on which all academics agree is this： The Knights discovered something down there in the ruins。。。 something that made them wealthy and powerful beyond anyone's wildest imagination。〃
Langdon quickly gave Sophie the standard academic sketch of the accepted Knights Templar history； explaining how the Knights were in the Holy Land during the Second Crusade and told King Baldwin II that they were there to protect Christian pilgrims on the roadways。 Although unpaid and sworn to poverty； the Knights told the king they required basic shelter and requested his permission to take up residence in the stables under the ruins of the temple。 King Baldwin granted the soldiers' request； and the Knights took up their meager residence inside the devastated shrine。
The odd choice of lodging； Langdon explained； had been anything but random。 The Knights believed the documents the Priory sought were buried deep under the ruins—beneath the Holy of Holies； a sacred chamber where God Himself was believed to reside。 Literally； the very center of the Jewish faith。 For almost a decade； the nine Knights lived in the ruins； excavating in total secrecy through solid rock。
Sophie looked over。 〃And you said they discovered something？〃
〃They certainly did；〃 Langdon said； explaining how it had taken nine years； but the Knights had finally found what they had been searching for。 They took the treasure from the temple and traveled to Europe； where their influence seemed to solidify overnight。
Nobody was certain whether the Knights had blackmailed the Vatican or whether the Church simply tried to buy the Knights' silence； but Pope Innocent II immediately issued an unprecedented papal bull that afforded the Knights Templar limitless power and declared them 〃a law unto themselves〃—an autonomous army independent of all interference from kings and prelates； both religious and political。
With their new carte blanche from the Vatican； the Knights Templar expanded at a staggering rate； both in numbers and political force； amassing vast estates in over a dozen countries。 They began extending credit to bankrupt royals and charging interest in return； thereby establishing modern banking and broadening their wealth and influence still further。
By the 1300s； the Vatican sanction had helped the Knights amass so much power that Pope Clement V decided that something had to be done。 Working in concert with France's King Philippe IV； the Pope devised an ingeniously planned sting operation to quash the Templars and seize their treasure； thus taking control of the secrets held over the Vatican。 In a military maneuver worthy of the CIA； Pope Clement issued secret sealed orders to be opened simultaneously by his soldiers all across Europe on Friday； October 13 of 1307。
At dawn on the thirteenth； the documents were unsealed and their appalling contents revealed。 Clement's letter claimed that God had visited him in a vision and warned him that the Knights Templar were heretics guilty of devil worship； homosexuality； defiling the cross； sodomy； and other blasphemous behavior。 Pope Clement had been asked by God to cleanse the earth by rounding up all the Knights and torturing them u