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11
A
voice
spoke
,
chillingly
close
.
«
Do
not
move
.
»
12
On
his
hands
and
knees
,
the
curator
froze
,
turning
his
head
slowly
.
13
Only
fifteen
feet
away
,
outside
the
sealed
gate
,
the
mountainous
silhouette
of
his
attacker
stared
through
the
iron
bars
.
He
was
broad
and
tall
,
with
ghost
-
pale
skin
and
thinning
white
hair
.
His
irises
were
pink
with
dark
red
pupils
.
The
albino
drew
a
pistol
from
his
coat
and
aimed
the
barrel
through
the
bars
,
directly
at
the
curator
.
«
You
should
not
have
run
.
»
His
accent
was
not
easy
to
place
.
«
Now
tell
me
where
it
is
.
»
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«
I
told
you
already
,
»
the
curator
stammered
,
kneeling
defenseless
on
the
floor
of
the
gallery
.
«
I
have
no
idea
what
you
are
talking
about
!
»
15
«
You
are
lying
.
»
The
man
stared
at
him
,
perfectly
immobile
except
for
the
glint
in
his
ghostly
eyes
.
«
You
and
your
brethren
possess
something
that
is
not
yours
.
»
16
The
curator
felt
a
surge
of
adrenaline
.
17
How
could
he
possibly
know
this
?
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18
«
Tonight
the
rightful
guardians
will
be
restored
.
Tell
me
where
it
is
hidden
,
and
you
will
live
.
»
The
man
leveled
his
gun
at
the
curator
s
head
.
«
Is
it
a
secret
you
will
die
for
?
»
19
Saunière
could
not
breathe
.
20
The
man
tilted
his
head
,
peering
down
the
barrel
of
his
gun
.