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The
camerlegno
staggered
now
through
the
darkness
of
St
.
Peter
’
s
Basilica
.
Somehow
,
through
the
insanity
and
guilt
,
through
the
images
of
his
father
,
through
the
pain
and
revelation
,
even
through
the
pull
of
the
morphine
…
he
had
found
a
brilliant
clarity
.
A
sense
of
destiny
.
I
know
my
purpose
,
he
thought
,
awed
by
the
lucidity
of
it
.
From
the
beginning
,
nothing
tonight
had
gone
exactly
as
he
had
planned
.
Unforeseen
obstacles
had
presented
themselves
,
but
the
camerlegno
had
adapted
,
making
bold
adjustments
.
Still
,
he
had
never
imagined
tonight
would
end
this
way
,
and
yet
now
he
saw
the
preordained
majesty
of
it
.
It
could
end
no
other
way
.
Oh
,
what
terror
he
had
felt
in
the
Sistine
Chapel
,
wondering
if
God
had
forsaken
him
!
Oh
,
what
deeds
He
had
ordained
!
He
had
fallen
to
his
knees
,
awash
with
doubt
,
his
ears
straining
for
the
voice
of
God
but
hearing
only
silence
.
He
had
begged
for
a
sign
.
Guidance
.
Direction
.
Was
this
God
’
s
will
?
The
church
destroyed
by
scandal
and
abomination
?
No
!
God
was
the
one
who
had
willed
the
camerlegno
to
act
!
Hadn
’
t
He
?
Then
he
had
seen
it
.
Sitting
on
the
altar
.
A
sign
.
Divine
communication
—
something
ordinary
seen
in
an
extraordinary
light
.
The
crucifix
.
Humble
,
wooden
.
Jesus
on
the
cross
.
In
that
moment
,
it
had
all
come
clear
…
the
camerlegno
was
not
alone
.
He
would
never
be
alone
.
This
was
His
will
…
His
meaning
.
God
had
always
asked
great
sacrifice
of
those
he
loved
most
.
Why
had
the
camerlegno
been
so
slow
to
understand
?
Was
he
too
fearful
?
Too
humble
?
It
made
no
difference
.
God
had
found
a
way
.
The
camerlegno
even
understood
now
why
Robert
Langdon
had
been
saved
.
It
was
to
bring
the
truth
.
To
compel
this
ending
.
This
was
the
sole
path
to
the
church
’
s
salvation
!
The
camerlegno
felt
like
he
was
floating
as
he
descended
into
the
Niche
of
the
Palliums
.
The
surge
of
morphine
seemed
relentless
now
,
but
he
knew
God
was
guiding
him
.
