Chapter 16

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16 Jerusalem, Israel. The entrance to the vault was hidden at the back of a guesthouse run by the silent Sisters of Charity. It was used only by select members of the Vatican, those who were part of the greater plan, whose theology leaned towards the eschatological. Cardinal Eric Krotalia glanced at his watch as he stalked through the house. He was going to be a few minutes late after a hold-up at the airport and then the rigmarole of trying to lose any potential tail in the warren of the Old City. But the precautions were important at this stage. They were so close now. He hurried to one of the cupboards and pulled out a suitcase. He couldn't proceed without changing and removing all traces of his true identity. He took out the hooded robe of plain hessian and put it over his casual j

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