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"
So
we
do
nothing
?
"
Vittoria
felt
compunction
challenging
a
man
in
such
frail
health
,
but
the
director
was
so
far
out
of
line
she
didn
’
t
even
know
him
anymore
.
"
We
do
what
is
smart
,
"
Kohler
said
.
"
We
don
’
t
risk
CERN
’
s
reputation
by
involving
authorities
who
cannot
help
anyway
.
Not
yet
.
Not
without
thinking
.
"
Vittoria
knew
there
was
logic
somewhere
in
Kohler
’
s
argument
,
but
she
also
knew
that
logic
,
by
definition
,
was
bereft
of
moral
responsibility
.
Her
father
had
lived
for
moral
responsibility
—
careful
science
,
accountability
,
faith
in
man
’
s
inherent
goodness
.
Vittoria
believed
in
those
things
too
,
but
she
saw
them
in
terms
of
karma
.
Turning
away
from
Kohler
,
she
snapped
open
her
phone
.
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"
You
can
’
t
do
that
,
"
he
said
.
"
Just
try
and
stop
me
.
"
Kohler
did
not
move
.
An
instant
later
,
Vittoria
realized
why
.
This
far
underground
,
her
cell
phone
had
no
dial
tone
.
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Fuming
,
she
headed
for
the
elevator
.
The
Hassassin
stood
at
the
end
of
the
stone
tunnel
.
His
torch
still
burned
bright
,
the
smoke
mixing
with
the
smell
of
moss
and
stale
air
.
Silence
surrounded
him
.
The
iron
door
blocking
his
way
looked
as
old
as
the
tunnel
itself
,
rusted
but
still
holding
strong
.
He
waited
in
the
darkness
,
trusting
.
It
was
almost
time
.