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d” Langdon saidtoying with him. “It’s great to see you
Peter. What’s up?”
“Short business trip” the man repliedglancing around the deserted classroom. “I’m
sorry to drop in on you like thisRobertbut I have only a few minutes. There’s
something I needed to ask you . . . in person. A favor.”
That’s a first. Langdon wondered what a simple college professor could possibly do for
the man who had everything. “Anything at all” he repliedpleased for any opportunity to
do something for someone who had given him so muchespecially when Peter’s life of
good fortune had also been marred by so much tragedy.
Solomon lowered his voice. “I was hoping you would consider looking after something
for me.”
Langdon rolled his eyes. “Not HerculesI hope.” Langdon had once agreed to take care
of Solomon’s hundred-fifty-pound mastiffHerculesduring Solomon’s travels. While at
Langdon’s homethe dog apparently had become homesick for his favorite leather chew
toy and had located a worthy substitute in Langdon’s study―an original vellumhand-
calligraphedilluminated Bible from the 1600s. Somehow “bad dog” didn’t quite seem
adequate.
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