Andre Vernet seemed to touch him, but there was a powerful design in his eyes that made
Langdon feels it wasn't wise to test him.
I'm afraid I insist on it." "Vernet, pointing his gun at them, said behind the truck,"
The one with the engine still running. "Sophie clung to the box and held it to her chest. You said you were a friend of my grandfather's.
"My duty is to protect your grandfather's belongings," replied Vernet. And that's exactly what I do. And now"
"Put the box on the floor." Sophie insisted.
Vernet told her to put a gun in her face.
I put her in the box.
Watch Langdon Vernet wave the gun at him now.
Acid Langdon, said Vernet, conjure to the box. And I have every confidence in you.
"From you, because I would not hesitate to kill you." Langdon stared at the Director of Putty in awe. Did you not do that?
What do you think I'm doing this for? Vernet responded sharply, and his words became an accent
More delirious mare now. "To protect my client's assets. You have your clients now," Sophie said.
Vernet's face turned oddly and became extremely cold. "Miss Novo, I don't know how
I got the key and the account number tonight, but obviously there's a dirty game behind it. I told you, Sophie said, "We have nothing to do with Grandpa's death.
Vernet looked at Langdon. Yet the news on the radio claims that you
"Wanted not only for Jack Sauniere's murder, but also for the murder of three other men." Three more murders? Shocked by the unexpected number more than
The fact that he was the prime suspect. That number was more than a coincidence, Big Three?
Langdon looked again at the wooden box, if the three top members had been killed. Sauniere must have had no choice but to pass the key stone to someone who could have the police handle the matter when I hand you over to them, Vernet said. "May
You've gotten my bank into a big shoe so far.
Sophie gazed angrily at Vernet. Surely you're not turning us in. He was a very good man.
You can take us back to the bank. But instead you drove us here with your gun? Your grandfather used bank for one purpose only: to maintain the integrity and confidentiality of his belongings.
Whatever the content of this box is, I have no intention of leaving it to become evidence in a police investigation." Bring me the box." Sophie shaken her head. No, don't.
A bullet fired by Vernet struck the roof of the truck over Langdon's head and the recoil of the bullet rocked the back of the truck where the empty bullet landed on the floor of the cargo compartment.
Damn it! Langdon holds in place." Vernet Bugs bigger now, Mr. Langdon, pick up the box
Langdon lifted the box.
Now bring it." Vernet had his gun on him, and he stood over the rear bumper.
And now aim into the cargo compartment.
Lagdon has now come from the inside to the open door and the box is in his hand.
Think, Langdon. I'm about to give him the key to brotherhood. When Langdon advanced towards the door, it became a bulwark in a clearly higher position. He starts to question whether he can exploit this situation to his advantage in some way; although Vernet's gun was up to the top, it was up to his knee. Do I kick him to the ground? Unfortunately, as Langdon approached the door, Vernet seemed to detect a dangerous motor development. He took a few steps back and stood six feet away from the truck." Put the box next to the door
Langdon had no choice, and he bent over and put the wooden box on the edge
The cargo compartment is right in front of the open door.
But wait a minute and take a look at the bullet.
Stand up and step away from the box.
Lawn waited a little longer to check the metal threshold before he lifted the empty bullet.
Rise to the rim until I reached the narrow metal torsion that was the lower threshold of the door. Langdon stepped a few steps back, and now he leapt right on his feet.' Go back to the back wall and turn around.'
Obey him, Langdon.
Vernet, almost hearing his heart beat, pointed his gun at Langdon with his right hand.
His left hand to hold the wooden box. It was less than he had expected. I need Intin's hand. He looked back at his captors and calculated the risk he was about to take. The second was approximately fifteen feet away facing the wall at the end of the cargo compartment. Vernet then made his decision. He quickly put the gun to the bumper, grabbed the box, put it on the ground, grabbed the gun immediately and pushed it back into the cabin. None of the prisoners had come up with anything well, all I had to do now was close the door and let go. Vernet left the box on
The floor for a moment grabbed the metal door and began to push it to close it, and when he turned the door in front of him, he reached out his hand up to hold the one latch that needed to slide down into its proper place. Closed the door with one blow, Vernet quickly grabbed the latch, pulled it to the left, slid several inches, and came to a sudden stop before going down. What happened? Vernet pulled it again, but it didn't close. There was something wrong with his mechanics, the door didn't lock completely! Vernet pushed the door from outside, feeling a wave of terror.
As hard as it could, but he wouldn't budge. Sheena must be holding him back! He turned to throw a dead body at the door.
This time he violently opened the door out, hit Vernet in the face and threw him at
In a backward air, he was thrown to the ground, his nose smashed and he cried out grievously. The gun flew off as Vernet felt his face as he felt blood from his nose when Langlon jumped out of the truck and fell to the ground near Vernet who tried to
He gets up, but he can't see Shana, his eyes get blurred, he goes back and falls on the ground again.
That winter Sophie Novo was screaming. Moments later, Vernet felt a cloud of
Dust and smoke covered him and he heard the sound of the tires crushing the pebbles underneath, and when he was able to get up a little, he saw a base roll of the wide truck that could not turn around and then heard a crash as the front bumper hit a tree. The engine snarled and the tree finally leaned. The bumper gave up and picked up half of it, and the truck carved away, pulling the front bumper. When the truck reached the paved road, a dark blackout lit the speeding car lights. On the way behind the truck that went forward, Vernet relooked at the ground where the truck was. And in the pale light of the moon
Vernet could see that there was nothing on the ground.
