A gaping vaulted passageway stood nearby； with a large sign。
THIS WAY TO：
CLOISTERS
DEANERY
COLLEGE HALL
MUSEUM
PYX CHAMBER
ST。 FAITH'S CHAPEL
CHAPTER HOUSE
Langdon and Sophie were jogging as they passed beneath the sign； moving too quickly to notice the small announcement apologizing that certain areas were closed for renovations。
They emerged immediately into a high…walled； open…roof courtyard through which morning rain was falling。 Above them； the wind howled across the opening with a low drone； like someone blowing over the mouth of a bottle。 Entering the narrow； low…hanging walkways that bordered the courtyard perimeter； Langdon felt the familiar uneasiness he always felt in enclosed spaces。 These walkways were called cloisters； and Langdon noted with uneasiness that these particular cloisters lived up to their Latin ties to the word claustrophobic。
Focusing his mind straight ahead toward the end of the tunnel； Langdon followed the signs for the Chapter House。 The rain was spitting now； and the walkway was cold and damp with gusts of rain that blew through the lone pillared wall that was the cloister's only source of light。 Another couple scurried past them the other way； hurrying to get out of the worsening weather。 The cloisters looked deserted now； admittedly the abbey's least enticing section in the wind and rain。
Forty yards down the east cloister； an archway materialized on their left； giving way to another hallway。 Although this was the entrance they were looking for； the opening was cordoned off by a swag and an official…looking sign。
CLOSED FOR RENOVATION
PYX CHAMBER
ST。 FAITH'S CHAPEL
CHAPTER HOUSE
The long； deserted corridor beyond the swag was littered with scaffolding and drop cloths。 Immediately beyond the swag； Langdon could see the entrances to the Pyx Chamber and St。 Faith's Chapel on the right and left。 The entrance to the Chapter House； however； was much farther away； at the far end of the long hallway。 Even from here； Langdon could see that its heavy wooden door was wide open； and the spacious octagonal interior was bathed in a grayish natural light from the room's enormous windows that looked out on College Garden。 Go through Chapter House； out south exit； to public garden。
〃We just left the east cloister；〃 Langdon said； 〃so the south exit to the garden must be through there and to the right。〃
Sophie was already stepping over the swag and moving forward。
As they hurried down the dark corridor； the sounds of the wind and rain from the open cloister faded behind them。 The Chapter House was a kind of satellite structure—a freestanding annex at the end of the long hallway to ensure the privacy of the Parliament proceedings housed there。
〃It looks huge；〃 Sophie whispered as they approached。
Langdon had forgotten just how large this room was。 Even from outside the entrance； he could gaze across the vast expanse of floor to the breathtaking windows on the far side of the octagon； which rose five stories to a vaulted ceiling。 They would certainly have a clear view of the garden from in here。
Crossing the threshold； both Langdon and Sophie found themselves having to squint。 After the gloomy cloisters； the Chapter House felt like a solarium。 They were a good ten feet into the room； searching the south wall； when they realized the door they had been promised was not there。
They were standing in an enormous dead end。
The creaking of a heavy door behind them made them turn； just as the door closed with a resounding thud and the latch fell into place。
The lone man who had been standing behind the door looked calm as he aimed a small revolver at them。 He was portly and was propped on a pair of aluminum crutches。
For a moment Langdon thought he must be dreaming。
It was Leigh Teabing。
CHAPTER 99
Sir Leigh Teabing felt rueful as he gazed out over the barrel of his Medusa revolver at Robert Langdon and Sophie Neveu。 〃My friends；〃 he said； 〃since the moment you walked into my home last night； I have done everything in my power to keep you out of harm's way。 But your persistence has now put me in a difficult position。〃
He could see the expressions of shock and betrayal on Sophie's and Langdon's faces； and yet he was confident that soon they would both understand the chain of events that had guided the three of them to this unlikely crossroads。
There is so much I have to tell you both。。。 so much you do not yet understand。
〃Please believe；〃 Teabing said； 〃I never had any intention of your being involved。 You came to my home。 You came searching for me。〃
〃Leigh？〃 Langdon finally managed。 〃What the hell are you doing？ We thought you were in trouble。 We came here to help you！〃
〃As I trusted you would；〃 he said。 〃We have much to discuss。〃
Langdon and Sophie seemed unable to tear their stunned gazes from the revolver aimed at them。
〃It is simply to ensure your full attention；〃 Teabing said。 〃If I had wanted to harm you； you would be dead by now。 When you walked into my home last night； I risked everything to spare your lives。 I am a man of honor； and I vowed in my deepest conscience only to sacrifice those who had betrayed the Sangreal。〃
〃What are you talking about？〃 Langdon said。 〃Betrayed the Sangreal？〃
〃I discovered a terrible truth；〃 Teabing said； sighing。 〃I learned why the Sangreal documents were never revealed to the world。 I learned that the Priory had decided not to release the truth after all。 That's why the millennium passed without any revelation； why nothing happened as we entered the End of Days。〃
Langdon drew a breath； about to protest。
〃The Priory；〃 Teabing continued； 〃was given a sacred charge to share the truth。 To release the Sangreal documents when the End of Days arrived。 For centuries； men like Da Vinci； Botticelli； and Newton risked everything to protect the documents and carry out that charge。 And now； at the ultimate moment of truth； Jacques Saunière changed his mind。 The man honored with the greatest responsibility in Christian history eschewed his duty。 He decided the time was not right。〃 Teabing turned to Sophie。 〃He failed the Grail。 He failed the Priory。 And he failed the memory of all the generations that had worked to make that moment possible。〃
〃You？〃 Sophie declared； glancing up now； her green eyes boring into him with rage and realization。 〃You are the one responsible for my grandfather's murder？〃
Teabing scoffed。 〃Your grandfather and his sénéchaux were traitors to the Grail。〃
Sophie felt a fury rising from deep within。 He's lying！
Teabing's voice was relentless。 〃Your grandfather sold out to the Church。 It is obvious they pressured him to keep the truth quiet。〃
Sophie shook her head。 〃The Church had no influence on my grandfather！〃
Teabing laughed coldly。 〃My dear； the Church has two thousand years of experience pressuring those who threaten to unveil its lies。 Since the days of Constantine； the Church has successfully hidden the truth about Mary Magdalene and Jesus。 We should not be surprised that now； once again； they have found a way to keep the world in the dark。 The Church may no longer employ crusaders to slaughter non…believers； but their influence is no less persuasive。 No less insidious。〃 He paused； as if to punctuate his next point。 〃Miss Neveu； for some time now your grandfather has wanted to tell you the truth about your family。〃
Sophie was stunned。 〃How could you know that？〃
〃My methods are immaterial。 The important thing for you to grasp right now is this。〃 He took a deep breath。 〃The deaths of your mother； father； grandmother； and brother were not accidental。〃
The words sent Sophie's emotions reeling。 She opened her mouth to speak but was unable。
Langdon shook his head。 〃What are you saying？〃
〃Robert； it explains everything。 All the pieces fit。 History repeats itself。 The Church has a precedent of murder when it es to silencing the Sangreal。 With the End of Days imminent； killing the Grand Master's loved ones sent a very clear message。 Be quiet； or you and Sophie are next。〃
〃It was a car accident；〃 Sophie stammered； feeling the childhood pain welling inside her。 〃An accident！〃
〃Bedtime stories to protect your innocence；〃 Teabing said。 〃Consider that only two family members went untouched—the Priory's Grand Master and his lone granddaughter—the perfect pair to provide the Church with control over the brotherhood。 I can only imagine the terror the Church wielded over your grandfather these past years； threatening to kill you if he dared release the Sangreal secret； threatening to finish the job they started unless Saunière influenced the Priory to reconsider its ancient vow。〃
〃Leigh；〃 Langdon argued； now visibly riled； 〃certainly you have no proof that the Church had anything to do with those deaths； or that it influenced the Priory's decision to remain silent。〃
〃Proof？〃 Teabing fired back。 〃You want proof the Priory was influenced？ The new millennium has arrived； and yet the world remains ignorant！ Is that not proof enough？〃
In the echoes of Teabing's words； Sophie heard another voice speaking。 Sophie； I must tell you the truth about your family。 She realized she was trembling。 Could this possibly be that truth her grandfather had wanted to tell her？ That her family had been murdered？ What did she truly know about the crash that took her family？ Only sketchy details。 Even the stories in the newspaper had been vague。 An accident？ Bedtime stories？ Sophie flashed suddenly on her grandfather's overprotectiveness； how he never liked to leave her alone when she was young。 Even when Sophie was grown and away at university； she had the sense her grandfather was watching over。 She wondered if there had been Priory members in the shadows throughout her entire life； looking after her。
〃You suspected he was being manipulated；〃 Langdon said； glaring with disbelief at Teabing。 〃So you murdered him？〃
〃I did not pull the trigger；〃 Teabing said。 〃Saunière was dead years ago； when the Church stole his family from him。 He was promised。 Now he is free of that pain； released from the shame caused by his inability to carry out his sacred duty。 Consider the alternative。 Something had to be done。 Shall the world be ignorant forever？ Shall the Church be allowed to cement its lies into our history books for all eternity？ Shall the Church be permitted to influence indefinitely with murder and extortion？ No； something needed to be done！ And now we are poised to carry out Saunière's legacy and right a terrible wrong。〃 He paused。 〃The three of us。 Together。〃
Sophie felt only incredulity。 〃How could you possibly believe that we would help you？〃
〃Because； my dear； you are the reason the Priory failed to release the documents。 Your grandfather's love for you prevented him from challenging the Church。 His fear of reprisal against his only remaining family crippled him。 He never had a chance to explain the truth because you rejected him； tying his hands； making him wait。 Now you owe the world the truth。 You owe it to the memory of your grandfather。〃
Robert Langdon had given up trying to get his bearings。 Despite the torrent of questions running through his mind； he knew only one thing mattered now—getting Sophie out of here alive。 All the guilt Langdon had mistakenly felt earlier for involving Teabing had now been transferred to Sophie。
I took her